at least that many more to go.
His job it is to ride the fences,
to bend the wire and mend the posts...
Another sunrise finds him mounted
ready to begin the day. For now the sun
is at his back, no wind or rain to cloud
ready to begin the day. For now the sun
is at his back, no wind or rain to cloud
their way.
He loses count of what he mended on his
journey east to west. He knows the
corner post will greet him; three more
He loses count of what he mended on his
journey east to west. He knows the
corner post will greet him; three more
lines until they rest."
From "Riding Fences" by Alexander Beebe
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