Best Poems Written by Gregory Myers

Chance

Where do I start, this tale from my heart
of a horse that came to me.
Aged and worn, a spirit torn
I fear this will not end happily.

He is old, is what I was told
Too few days left under the setting sun.
Cherish his time, he has past his prime
His days  will soon be done.
                    
His coat I guess oh what mess
was supposed to be a rich and chestnut red.
It was matted and tattered
It was pitiful instead.

As thin a rail and just as pale
A spectacle at first glance.
I felt a threat when our eyes first met
This horse whose name is Chance.
                     
Always on his guard, a life lived so very hard
trust only a passing memory.
Our journey together, will be determined by whether
he and I will come to agree.

As the year passed, I had to ask
Is it worth all this misery?
What a crime to waste my time
for nothing would warm him to me.
                       
With hope starting to fade an end to this charade
there has to be another way.
One final try before  a good bye
and so it started with that very day.

  Thus began between horse and man
          a bond to be so proud of.
And what was the key to this discovery?
Yeah, I think you know.....it was Love.
                       
Gone from his eyes is the hate and despise,
     Gone the distrust, coldness and fear.
To eyes that shine from this beautiful equine
                 Anytime I happen near.

From the fields in the sun, he'll come on a run
           with blazing adoration in his eye.
A wanting as his guide to be forever by my side
         Under the chrystal blue Arizona sky.
                          
His breath on my face his waiting for a hearty embrace
and those cherished moments lasting years.
Please stay awhile I whisper with a smile
He is listening, I can tell by his flickering ears.

Sometimes late at night under the pale moonlight
while the world is fast asleep.
I will go to his stall, I don't stay long at all
and this makes my day is complete.
                           
We all have that day when life leads us astray
and tomorrow seems so very dim.
When it happens to me I seek his company
and it all disappears when I'm with him.

Do you have that pal, that special guy a special gal
where you take your problems and they do not judge.
For me, its my horse but now you know that of course
and he responds with a gentle  nudge.
                              
And so my friends, this is where my tale ends
and its not just some song and dance.
As from the start, it is from my heart
He is my horse and his name is Chance.

Copyright © Gregory Myers | Year Posted 2013