Sixty MillionA Chapter by Dave Brown🔘🔘🔘🔘🔘🔘🔘🔘🔘🔘🔘🔘🔘🔘🔘I saw many
buffalo running Like a huge dust
cloud crossing the plain But in the depth
of my heart They left only a huge
stain It was because
there were none left Sixty million slaughtered,
now not a trace I tried to hold back
my feelings But a tear fell
from my face That was then I
saw a coyote watching Partially hidden in
long prairie grass Hoping to see him
much better I had to use my
long glass We three were
there alone Which seemed
somewhat strange Just we single
souls On this great
wide-open range Climbing back onto
my paint pony Slowly, we began
to ride Wondering where
he would take us Our new
four-footed guide © 2024 Dave BrownReviews
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5 Reviews Added on January 10, 2024 Last Updated on January 13, 2024 AuthorDave BrownNanaimo Vancouver Island, West coast, CanadaAboutI'd like to thank those who have been kind enough to review my efforts. more..Writing
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