You tell me that it’s alright <br />To tell you everything, <br />All good and bad <br />Even though he might; <br /> <br />He might run away for good, <br />He might stay and run over my dreams, <br />He might rear and kill with a single small move <br />But he also could; <br /> <br />He could settle down and like me, <br />He could come running to me whenever I called him, <br />He could talk to me through his huge glimmering eyes, <br />He would be free; <br /> <br />I would be able to climb up on his soft brown back <br />And we would run together through the big trees <br />We would be unseperatible, like conjoined twins <br />And I would reward him with a big fresh haystack; <br /> <br />Even though he might do the complete opposite <br />I would brush out the mats in its silky black hair <br />And we would save each other from our terrible troubles <br />I will always, always be with him.<br /><br />Heather Stephens<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/my-horse-of-saddness-is-let-go/
