DeForrest A. Penley

(Los Angeles, California)

Quandary - Poem by DeForrest A. Penley

The horse is here, the saddle's near;
The open road is calling.
As you can see; I'm fancy-free;
So, why do I keep stalling?


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Poem Submitted: Thursday, January 2, 2003



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