When I first saw you, standing there. <br />Obvious signs, of ware and tare. <br /> <br />Thin and muddy, hooves a mess. <br />Head hung low, signs of stress. <br /> <br />I brushed you, and fed you alot. <br />You had all my love, and that hit the spot. <br /> <br />I would spend, nearly every day with you. <br />Would brush or ride, when there was nothing to do. <br /> <br />Look at us now, so far apart. <br />Why did this happen? calling to you, is my heart. <br /> <br />I will find a way, you will be with me again. <br />Til' then i'll write and think of you, <br />I love you, my horse...my friend.<br /><br />tara pickens<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/co-d-my-first-horse/
