Knowing What Matters
At the open mike on Saturday night (April 27) I recited one of my rhymes that apparently struck a chord with a couple of ladies visiting from the Lower Mainland. I promised I would post it for them but then became very busy with a variety of things but, though late, will have it on site. I fully intend to video a recital of this and post it but it will have to wait until I can eliminate the background noise I'm presently contending with. Knowing What Matters By D.M. McGowan © 2018 He rode an old McClellan that had seen better days But he sat up there like a king who controlled all he surveyed His mount a buckskin mare as pretty as you’ve seen With legs meant for working and eyes bright and clean Behind him trailed a mule, a fine example of the breed A pack piled high with goods but no halter or a lead I asked him where he’s headed and where he might have been The reason for his travel and what he might have seen “I’ve seen the greatest country tha...