THE CREAK OF THE LEATHER by Bruce Kiskaddon (1878-1950) It’s likely that you can remember A corral at the foot of a hill Some mornin’ along in December When the air was so cold and so still. When the frost lay as light as a feather And the stars had jest blinked out and […]
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The Northern Herper 