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Jan 2016
As the sun lit up the streams and the sky
It broke up the dreams in Mona's eyes
And she woke to a day of lazing around
As a boy she never met came blazing through town

She got up and fixed herself a coffee and book
She glanced out the window and had to take a second look
A little boy came running with blood on his jeans
She realized that her father was nowhere to be seen

She opened the door and waiting for him to speak
His breath was harsh and his words were weak
"Your father lost and he's set to hang"
He said as the telephone rang

She wiped the dust off the saddle and a tear from her face
As she rode away towards the hangman's place
When she arrived and saw her father in chains
She felt the sting of a loved one in pain

The hangman pointed to her and asked her name
She replied "I'm his daughter, you should be ashamed"
"There is nothing now that you can do,
Unless you'd like me to hang you."

As her father shouted out and cried
She trembled and knew she couldn't watch him die
Before the hangman put her in binds
He said "There's one more thing I have in mind."

And as the night howled and grounds froze
What happened in that room, no one knows
But when sun rose in the morning
There was no family left to do the mourning
Jordan Rowan
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