Tag: poem
No food buffet
Bryce Angell crafts a poem about that time the all-you-can-eat buffet turned out to be less than.
There’s my cowboy
Sometimes dire situations require the voice of a loved one to boost morale.
Old Sally
Bryce Angell crafts a poem about a horse named Sally that holds a special place in his heart and in his family.
Gasoline and vices
Bryce Angell muses, "I guess I should be thankful for the gasoline high prices. 'Cuz now I don't have money left to pamper all my vices," in a poem.
Show and tell
Bryce Angell crafts a poem about his grandson's unique show-and-tell idea.
Mineral oil
Bryce Angell crafts a poem about the usefulness of mineral oil on the farm.
I hate oatmeal
Bryce Angell shares why he loathes oatmeal in his latest poem.
Blessing of friends
Bryce Angell thanks the Lord for all of his cowboy friends in his latest poem.
Cowboy pocketknife
Bryce Angell shares the questionable hygiene practices of pocket knives kept by cowboys in a unique poem.
The hayin’ crew
Bryce Angell crafts a poem about the men who helped his father bale his hay.
