My Bucephalus

I did once find this incredible little mare When I was ready in life and knew she was ready for me. Somehow I was drawn to a place in the South, Not to find a horse, but to get away from "it all" to enjoy nature in the fall. The scenery of orange, yellow and all changing leaves. To this small little horse farm my husband and I went To camp, ride horses and enjoy time spent Then I saw her and knew right then my life had changed I was sent Mon Ami in my path by some divine fate so strange. Ahh, my two year old, I bought her that day and had to arrange a ride to me states far away When she finally came, yes- she was mine! A prayer answered after so much time. We began to ingest one anothers soul through life's breath and many a long stroll. Oh- no life without my Mon Ami- At three, we began the reign of riding and glee A decision to make her an endurance horse was my goal- and to compete for so may miles certainly did make her "smile"! Though diversity is the key, we focus on obliterating opponents at super long distance... winning always in the top three Little bay mare, half Arabian and half Morgan Has shown me she has more heart than any horse I have ever rode, owned, or with since parted. A special bond occurs between woman and horse when they spend thousands of hours in the saddle riding the course. Superb at anything she has the will- but even if she were crippled, forever we'll be together still. Oh my Mon Ami, you are my desire, my energy to see you everyday, running about at play there is no sight more beautiful on this planet to me Than my beloved little mare, Mon Ami. 2nd place in "A Horse is A Horse Of Course..." contest by Tirzah. A. Green