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WINDMILL BY MOONLIGHT

Do windmills die quietly?
Alone, abandoned, nakedly.

Gone are the cattle herds
White faced Herefords

Corral fences broken, weathered,
Heavy snow's blizzard.......

Silenced whir, whirl 'round.
Winds n'er found........

Stand alone, moon's shadow,
Sad skeleton fellow.......

Talks to moon of doom,
Days gone,... gloom.

Chaps, spurs, bridle
Cowboy, hustle bustle......

Water bearer, life giver,
Important, none better!

Horses let out to pasture,
Windmills let out to wither

Windmills n'er whimper
Windmills n'er cry.

Windmills by moonlight
Quietly die.

Created by
LovingCritters
May 1, 2005

"My heart was heavy as I
created this poem. Gone are the
days of long cattle drives, and
tough cowboys of the West that I once
knew. Lonely windmills stand idle,
from lack of use."

"Melancholy
tears'
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

All credit for the beautiful
photo goes to Gerry Spence
Jackson Hole, Wyoming







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WINDMILL BY MOONLIGHT
Date: Sunday, 1st May 2005 @ 09:53:53 AM AEST
Topic: Sad Poetry

Contributed By: Lovingcritters


WINDMILL BY MOONLIGHT

Do windmills die quietly?
Alone, abandoned, nakedly.

Gone are the cattle herds
White faced Herefords

Corral fences broken, weathered,
Heavy snow's blizzard.......

Silenced whir, whirl 'round.
Winds n'er found........

Stand alone, moon's shadow,
Sad skeleton fellow.......

Talks to moon of doom,
Days gone,... gloom.

Chaps, spurs, bridle
Cowboy, hustle bustle......

Water bearer, life giver,
Important, none better!

Horses let out to pasture,
Windmills let out to wither

Windmills n'er whimper
Windmills n'er cry.

Windmills by moonlight
Quietly die.

Created by
LovingCritters
May 1, 2005

"My heart was heavy as I
created this poem. Gone are the
days of long cattle drives, and
tough cowboys of the West that I once
knew. Lonely windmills stand idle,
from lack of use."

"Melancholy
tears'
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

All credit for the beautiful
photo goes to Gerry Spence
Jackson Hole, Wyoming









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