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Cedar Posts and Barbed Wire Fences

He had a different way of looking at the land,

the trouble at hand

or any circumstance

that might just come along.



And while much in the world has changed

the pull of the mountains

and the range

for him has always been strong.



His back to the wind

he placed the last post

and at last

the day's work was done.



As the seasons changed,

the work got harder

but he still rose

with the sun.



The posts became heavy,

bails of wire he’d need some help

but he just pushed

himself more.



His back now ached

and his legs tired quickly

even his bed

made him sore.



Over the years

he’s always done his best

right up to the present tense,

and he measured his life in cedar posts

and miles of barbed wire fence.

