In winter nineteen-thirty-two On humble Makwa plains Born to Julia and Walter Art Warner was his name. He dug for gold when he was eight, Went trapping after school, He learned to fly, and ride, and boat, And… Read More
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Posted on February 2, 2014 by tianawarner
poetry and prose
ballad, cowboy poetry, family
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