Lysius Gough Poems

Where long ago the Indian roamed
and chased the buffalo.
White men now have built their homes,
and plow and plant and reap and sow.
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God with his infinite power, millions of years ago
In some important hour carved the Palo Duro.
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It was in April our spurs began to rattle, as we rode thru pasture to round up the cattle…
It was then we began our long and weary journey,
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I would like to see the Palo Duro
at the old T-Anchor Ranch;
and the clear, cold-water spring,
that's on the garden branch.
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