This first appeared in 2006, and was accepted for publication in the online magazine of the BC Cowboy Heritage Society. Not bad for a English greenhorn - yippee!
Merry Christmas to you all!
Watching over the remotest corral
In a whipping Wyoming winter:
Flint-hearted gales, sharp shards of snow,
Barbed-wire hail that makes me bow my head,
But between windburn and white-out
I still manage to see in Christmas,
An awestruck guest in Nature's nativity:
Dog star above my shack,
Company of the cattle,
Gold of the dawn,
Frankincense of the pines,
Myrrh of the prairie;
And where is the Child?
I cradle Him inside me, today and always.
Poetry by Christopher Fernie
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Written on 2020-12-17 at 11:31
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Merry Christmas to you all!
A Cowboy's Christmas
I've drawn the short straw this year,Watching over the remotest corral
In a whipping Wyoming winter:
Flint-hearted gales, sharp shards of snow,
Barbed-wire hail that makes me bow my head,
But between windburn and white-out
I still manage to see in Christmas,
An awestruck guest in Nature's nativity:
Dog star above my shack,
Company of the cattle,
Gold of the dawn,
Frankincense of the pines,
Myrrh of the prairie;
And where is the Child?
I cradle Him inside me, today and always.
Poetry by Christopher Fernie
Read 213 times
Written on 2020-12-17 at 11:31
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