Western Entertainment - Mark Kerr, Cowboy Poetry & Song
The Old Pioneer Trail  
Past the Shivwits on the side of that steep black hill
Runs a path that was built with strong courage and will
Of red clay and heavy laid stones that all tell a tale
To the rugged road they called the old Pioneer trail
And down that rough hill runs the Santa Clara creek
In the thick willows and by the water they seek
Stands a small plank cabin, weathered, worn and old
Filled with stories and dreams and most yet untold
Of passersby on that old Pioneer Trail
And the hopes they carried like unopened mail
Or gifts from better times like unanswered dreams
That were lost in time that become real it seems
Folks searching for meadows they held in their minds
Through one more canyon and a homestead to find
Their lives like dim shadows that change with the day
And only the few would find strength to make their way
With a strong bold faith – they made their stand
A tribute to the folks that tamed this hard land
With work worn hands and a clear vision to prevail
The spirit of those that walked the old Pioneer Trail
© Mark C. Kerr  2010
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