FOLK COLLECTION 11: The Skaggs Foundation Cowboy Poetry Collection
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Echoes Of The Dawn
FC 11 B-63
18
Belvina W. Bertino
Rain Clouds
The heavy overcast settles down over the edge of the horizon like a broody hen smoothing her ruffled feathers.
Echoes Of The Dawn
FC 11 B-63
18
Belvina W. Bertino
Ranchyard Fishin'
On a quiet summer morning Just before the sun is up You slip off to the ranchyard dam With your fishin' rod and pup.
Echoes Of The Dawn
FC 11 B-63
19
Belvina W. Bertino
Branding Time
In the cool of early morning When the grass is wet with dew, The cowboys ride the ridges Rounding up each steer in view.
Echoes Of The Dawn
FC 11 B-63
19
Belvina W. Bertino
Dusty
Just an old cowpony, faithful and true, Standing in the sun by the ranchyard gate; His days of roping and running are through, He's contented now to just rest and wait.
Echoes Of The Dawn
FC 11 B-63
20
Belvina W. Bertino
Salute To An Old-Timer
Howdy, Old Cow-Poke, how're you doing today? Sittin' in a rocker instead of pitchin' hay; Thinkin' and dreamin' over the days of your by-gone past, When a man lived by his deeds with never a question asked.
Echoes Of The Dawn
FC 11 B-63
20
Belvina W. Bertino
Prairie Gold
Golden treasure by the acre Ripples in the summer breeze Like an undulating ocean, Full of wealth our hearts to please.
Echoes Of The Dawn
FC 11 B-63
21
Belvina W. Bertino
A Good Place To Be From
Some folks like the city, The crowds, the glitter and hum, But me, I like Montana 'Cause-- It's a good place to be from.
Echoes Of The Dawn
FC 11 B-63
22
Belvina W. Bertino
Sunset Time
Sunset time is joy time With reds and blues and gold Splashed across God's heaven, A gloory to behold.
Echoes Of The Dawn
FC 11 B-63
22
Belvina W. Bertino
September Rain
For months the parched earth lay panting Beneath the fevered, skimmilk sky Witih its surcharged sun rays slanting Lehal beams on cornfield and rye.
Echoes Of The Dawn
FC 11 B-63
23
Belvina W. Bertino
Autumn Evening
Breezes fair Waft tangy air Autumn-packed With smells intact.
Echoes Of The Dawn
FC 11 B-63
23
Belvina W. Bertino
Autumn On The Ranch
Each crisply-colored autumn day Is heady as connoisseur's wine, With India summer's witching spell Blue-filtered through golden sunshine.
Echoes Of The Dawn
FC 11 B-63
24
Belvina W. Bertino
November Days
The leaves from the trees are falling Their limbs stand naked and bare; Wild geese and mallards are calling, There's a nippy chill in the air.
Echoes Of The Dawn
FC 11 B-63
24
Belvina W. Bertino
A Ranch Dog
He may not be much to look at, He may be more cur than fine name, But as long as he's loyal and true What difference if he wins no fame?
Echoes Of The Dawn
FC 11 B-63
25
Belvina W. Bertino
Be Thankful
For a gentle soaking rain Be thankful; For the rippling golden grain Be thankful; When the skies are bright and fair And your mind is free from care
Echoes Of The Dawn
FC 11 B-63
25
Belvina W. Bertino
Thanksgiving Prayer
For ranch and home, for grass that grows; For stock and grain, the cock that crows; For health and wealth and family, Father in Heaven, we thank Thee.
Echoes Of The Dawn
FC 11 B-63
26
Belvina W. Bertino
Thanksgiving On The Ranch
The ranchhouse is all abustle In its glowing, festive array, With young folks and old ahustle on this bright, crisp Thanksgiving Day.
Echoes Of The Dawn
FC 11 B-63
26
Belvina W. Bertino
Winter Wind
The tone of a wind rose to a shrill pitch, like the high notes of a violin being played off key.
Echoes Of The Dawn
FC 11 B-63
26
Belvina W. Bertino
Snowstorm
Winter rode in on its North Wind Charger that snorted snow dust and frozen fire.
Echoes Of The Dawn
FC 11 B-63
27
Belvina W. Bertino
The First Christmas
The wintry stars shown clear and bright, The quiet air was crisp and chill, As shepherds that December night Stood 'round their campfire on the hill.
Echoes Of The Dawn
FC 11 B-63
28
Belvina W. Bertino
Christmas Eve
Strange peaceful calm filled all the air That night long years ago, When shepherds watched the heavenly stars And saw an angel-glow.
Echoes Of The Dawn
FC 11 B-63
29
Belvina W. Bertino
Signs of Christmas
Shop windows filled wtih gifts and toys, Boys and girls with their faces pressed; Grown-ups hurrying to and fro, Aglow in their holiday best.
Echoes Of The Dawn
FC 11 B-63
29
Belvina W. Bertino
What Christmas Means
Christmas means so many things, Toys and trees and carol sings; Turkey, pie and sweets galore, Guests and relatives by the score.
I Was Raised In A Barn
FC 11 B-64
1
Mary Borm
I Was Raised In A Barn
A few years back I met a man, Who took me for a fall. This kind of guy wipes out your past, And then rewrites it all.
I Was Raised In A Barn
FC 11 B-64
3
Mary Borm
Dress Code
I don't read Cosmopolitan, Or any fashion book, I make my livin' on a ranch, I don't care how I look
I Was Raised In A Barn
FC 11 B-64
5
Mary Borm
The Wind
I awoke this morning, to the sound of the wind. I heard it whistle through the trees and listened as it pried with cold, relentless fingers, searching for a crack or loose board for easy entry.