http://slow.writerscafe.org/JohnPiper The original writings of author Head hunter en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776098116 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 I was sitting in the saddleThe red sun began to raisetwo hundred head of cattlepeacefully started to grazethe piercing sound of a pistol was ringing in my earthe only sound that followed was the bellows of a steeri rallied up the cowboyswe started down the hilland then all of a sudden it hit mea dif.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JohnPiper/1821966/ When you stare death in the face, you will cry and weep to whatever God will listen.Many will say they do not fear death,That they do not worry when it is time for the reaper to hold their hand. The taboo, the unknown, the feeling .It attracts the innocent mind.Boys have become men in a ma.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JohnPiper/1821938/ The summer sun is shiningThe winter wind blowsThe Autumn leaves are falling The spring flowers growThe years keep on passing I love you more and moreMy heart screams it's love for youLouder than a lions roarI try to be romanticI may not be the bestKnowing that you love meI know.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JohnPiper/1821937/ I'm up early in the morningBefore the rising sunChimney smoke is rollingThere's much to be doneThe winters are unforgivingThe cold bites at my faceThe pines can hear my whispersThey know it's time itself I raceFor inside lies a beauty She's resonating grace Inside she's peacefull.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JohnPiper/1821934/