(5-28-42 / Washington state USA)

A Trip To The Past

Oh, how I love to go back
A hundred years or more
When my ancestors lived
Reliving famous folklore

Tombstone tales I have heard
Almost gives me chills
As though I were back in time
Roaming those red dirt hills

Living in an old log cabin, perhaps
With teepees all around
Or sleeping in the open skies
With natures wild sounds

With a big ole’ pot of beans
Simmering on the fire
It’s a feeling that I doubt
That I would ever tire

If you want to try that kind of life
Back so many years ago
Go to Fort Reno, my friend
Where the past gently flows!

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Comments (3)

With a big ole’ pot of beans Simmering on the fire It’s a feeling that I doubt That I would ever tire............ Though your poem is good and gives readers to a ride in past.........I believe that it is human psychology that past always seems romanitc............Good Write.10+++
Go to Fort Reno, my friend Where the past gently flows! .............. yet mind meanders into hisory by ages and eons facts still reveals the love of nature asit sways by redemption, wonderfu write going back to our time of ancestors, wellpennes,10++, thanks for sharing
Exploration of history........nicely written 10+++++