There’s my cowboy
Sometimes dire situations require the voice of a loved one to boost morale.
Volunteers with a smile
Bryce Angell reminds us there are still good men and women standing by willing to give of their time to someone in need and expect nothing in return.
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.
Seeing is believing
Bryce Angell shares an old cowboy's final moments as he sat beside to hear his last goodbye.
Cowboy pocketknife
Bryce Angell shares the questionable hygiene practices of pocket knives kept by cowboys in a unique poem.
