Posted March 27, 2012
A poem by Brandon Cesmat
When the boy’s dog didn’t come home from hunting squirrels or rabbits, he rode on a brown mare in the hills above the ranch, singing the name, “Ti-ger! Here boy!” as he looked. His parents ...
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