GOOD FENCES MAKE GOOD MEMORIES
Slow driving west
down Saskatchewan 363
Paved now
but mud and gravel
fifty years ago when dad
came over from the home place
to help me build fourteen miles of fence
Half a mile from the old Fort Walsh trail
where the Mounties hauled supplies
for a starving Sitting Bull
A lot of history
and a damn good fence
still standing, still stretching
like time, and our time together
Smooth and endless
over the soft rolling hills
From this distance you can’t see
the barbs in the wire