T.Wesley Steidley Poems

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God Bless Our Little Children

So many of our little children are beaten, starved and neglected
Left alone, unloved and unprotected.
They have a new name now, oh what a shame, they call them the throwaway kids;
That means they have been left behind totally rejected.

Good Times

Good times, bad times, who can tell
Why could not good fortune on me have fell
We may not know the reason
We may not know the why

Why Oh Why Did I Ever Leave Wyoming

The grass was green
The grass was tall
The cattle were fat
But the profit was small