Hard-luck Charlie grew up on the Hardscrabble Plains
Of life’s meaningless baubles had naught
Yet he knew what was most important to him
And was damned glad for what he had got
Though now Charlie is gone with those plains he remains
He saddled up his hoss and did ride
With a smile and a joke rode off into the Smoke
Where he rides on the Other Side
©2012/duke larance
Muskodayn Bishkikee Ziishib (Buffalo Duck)
The Metis MasterBlaster