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A Grave Not Forgotten by Duke LaRance Wednesday, August 01, 2012 Rated "G" by the Author. Share Print Save Become a Fan They settled in to brave the night; no moon, no stars, just black....

Photeau (c) 2012/duke larance *Their young’un come down sickly* *They couldn’t get to town* *The river wild and flooded* *From all the rain come down* *They come upon a building* *Really just a shack* *They settled in to brave the night* *No moon, no stars just black* *Sometime just ‘fore sunup* *Jesus took their baby boy* *They buried him in the prairie* *With one small homemade toy* *The old rancher heard the story* *Built a fence around that place* *A small marker, “Baby Rudolph”* *Called Home by Jesus Grace* *I stumbled on that grave one day* *While I was punchin’ cows* *I climbed down from the big red mare* *Then stood with my head bowed* *Now every time I see that place* *I know it was meant to be* *That the boy is not forgotten* *If remembered just by me* *©2012/duke larance ~ the drugstore cowboy poet*

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Reviewed by John Domino	3/30/2013

Hey Duke, A great poetic tribute to "Baby Rudolph" and now folks around the world will read your kind words. God Bless, JMD




Reviewed by John Flanagan	8/8/2012

this is the work of a poet in touch, in touch with what matters and what is; your expression, Duke, is close to perfect here; truly love this and i'm saving it sorry i'm late getting here but so much has been going on ever john




Reviewed by La Belle Rouge Poetess Of The Heart	8/3/2012

I LOVE your poem Duke. It's so authentic and heart touching. Just beautiful




Reviewed by Ed Matlack	8/1/2012

Great write, cowboy...maybe you could put a toy on his gravesite around Christmas every year...if nothing else I would be willing to pay for it...e




Reviewed by Diana Legun	8/1/2012

This reads with the cadence of a trail ride and I enjoy the imagery of "...one small homemade toy" and "I climbed down from the big red mare", but the tragedy of this story is most fleshed in by your great last line: "If remembered just by me." Good poetry. ~~ Diana




Reviewed by Ronald Hull	8/1/2012

Yes, the family grave sites on ranches and farms evoke memories. But a single child buried and left behind, but still honored, is the stuff of poetry. Ron