Rancher Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Rancher



Rhythmically riding into the sunset, hat brim pulled down over his brow, as he rides deeply into desert mountains looking for his herd.
Watching the ridges, eyeing all ledges, making sure none of the cattle had been caught off guard.
Placating his soul with a heart of gold, caring for the least of God's creatures as if each was a total part of himself.

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