Blue is the sagebrush
at early dusk.
-There is a ghost
upon the Western wind
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Smoky, enjoyed your poem! ! Living here in Utah has been a joy!
When one smells the sage of the wide open West, one will remember with surprising joy, the glory of life - love! ..beautful.. great ideas....... thank u dear poe.t tony
Very nice poem, Smoky! Hank Beuning recommended this poem to me, and I'm glad he did!