Gods Grace Apparent
Stallion had almost forgotten the joy of colt-hood
He watches his son gallop down the familiar path
Was I ever this young? Stallion whispers to his mare.
She assures him that he was, and sometimes still is.
You are always young in my eyes, she tells him.
Parental pride rains upon the couple as they watch their colt
As if he was their only child, when he is their third born son.
The sun gave nurturing vitamin D to the young family.
God’s grace apparent in the surrounding cactus
And the wild flowers that enjoyed the frolicking colt.
Copyright © Caren Krutsinger | Year Posted 2024
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