Marvin Gene Richens

Vernal, Utah

I was raised to always respect your worldly possessions, take pride in your ability. Do your best to work hard and accomplish the tasks put before you. Be clean, neat in your work, duties. Do your best in everything you do. My pen name is Goose. I've worked at all trades: roughneck, heavy equipment operator, welder, roustabout, cement finisher, painter, and carpenter. Handyman at everything. I graduated from high school, received my diploma, went to technical training school for welding and got certified in welding. I received the army commendation medal and my Vietnam campaign ribbon. I received the army certificate for duty to my country.

Black Midnight Colored And Spooky Mare!

No horse can compare, with the speed and agility, that made you be aware.
When you put the saddle on her back, you had better be intact.
Because she was gone, down the race track.
Even though you had a hold, of the saddle horn.
You always hoped, she wouldn't do you wrong!

After all we were running down the fence line
and jumped the ditch, with a stride that couldn't miss!
As she ran the air was severe and water ran out of the corner of my eyes.
For I was in for the ride of my life!
Boy, was I ever caught by surprise.

Because her hooves were tearing up the ground, as she dodged to and front-ward,
I tried to hang on tight and wouldn't let go, for it was a rocky road!
I want you to know, it was the fastest horse, I have ever rode!
So I kept a tight reign and shouted "whoa."
Like a bat out of hell, we flew down the trail!
I was sure glad, she never fell!

Cattle Feed, Called Hay

While we were looking for adventure, I found it on the
ranch. Where our time was spent, building fence.
The operator of the equipment, couldn't miss. As he
worked the small back hoe, he dug the holes for
the posts. Because were doing precision work,
that had to give us a chance, to protect the elements!
For the livestock, who had to be fed!

The hay was stacked tall, all in a roll. So we could
squeeze in the next load. From the field where the
hay lay, compacted in bales. So the cattle could be
fed and bred. During the winter, so they can produce,
some offspring. Then the herd will grow, to be strong
before the next storm!

So we continued on, putting the cedar posts in the
ground. Even though it took a while, they were all
in line and standing tall! Then the protective poles
and wire can be put in place.
to keep the deer and other critters from eating the
cattle's feed, called hay!

The operator is screaming, while he works the equipment.
Saying to himself, you're so fine, hope to make you mine!
In due time, while I wait for the sun to shine. For the
hard work was tremendous and almost killed us. So we had
quit, before it destroyed our body. Because we were
sweating from the sun, which was working against us!
And we were tired of eating dust!