A Long Good Bye

As he burries his head Deep in my chest, His eyes slowly close. I feel the warmth of his fur As I stroke his mane to one side Only when I stop Does he lift his head. Tears in his eyes, And a look of sorrow on his face. A bond between the horse and rider Could be seen in that busy auction. Rocky nickered for my touch And stared into my eyes. Tears began to flow down my face As I continued combing his long hair. The moment seemed to last forever, As this was the last time I would see him. The moment was suddenly broken, As another horse kicked Rocky in the ribs One kiss on his forehead And I was gone. The memories still last on Of that shy little appaloosa My only prayer Is that of him They will take care.