My Greatest Gift

When I received the greatest gift,
Was Christmas when I was ten;
That present gives my soul a lift,
When I think of it now and then;

I didn’t see a box with my name,
When I searched under the tree;
 I thought my parents were playing a game,
And had hidden it from me;

I waited oh so patiently,
For my gift on Christmas Day;
And when mom put a blindfold on me,
I didn’t know quite what to say;

She marched me out the front door,
And held my hand so tight;
Just when I thought I could take no more,
I saw that glorious sight;

My dad was holding the reins,
To a horse with a big red bow;
He had ribbons tied in his mane, 
With a coat that seemed to glow;

I burst out into happy tears,
As I reached out to touch his face;
It’s a moment I’ve remembered for many years,
No other could take it’s place;

My greatest gift was “Lucky”,
My horse so tried and true;
And I hope you’ll be as lucky,
To have a gift like that for you!
Copyright © | Year Posted 2011

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January 8, 2012 at 12:44 AM
this is so sweet. very special indeed
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December 31, 2011 at 3:19 AM
Lovely poem, Tirzah. I'm sure at you loved that horse more than anything else in the world. Happy New Year! :) Cheers, Maureen
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December 30, 2011 at 9:29 AM
I've always avoided horses, but don't get the wrong idea. If I ever mounted a horse, I'd surely ride off into the wilderness and disappear. "Lucky" is very lucky to have you Tirzah. Great Tribute.
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