Cowboy Gambler In Las Vegas - Poem by Thomas Danaher
I am a lonely man
Standing at the edge of
A full ten years ago
I left the ranch.
Tufts of hair have changed
From grey to white.
Much has turned out bad.
Undaunted I stand
My back to the times.
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