Patches the Tennesee Walker

Blue's Magic Patches_Patches for short What great magical horse with gait Smooth ride but young unexperienced Going to ride today for air is cool Saddled up ready to go beyond_ Beyond those hills that are snow-capped Exciting time of freedom to get away Our day to bond and learn area So much to see and visit over hills And across dale_ at small stream stop To let Patches drink and rest a bit While I take some mid-day nourishment Crepuscular clouds forming over toward The hills threatening first snowfall On the dales and valleys probably Snow to cover land like the mountains One snowflake falls as remount Touches Patches' nose Patches gives his reign a shake Terror in his eyes as snow falls Darken skies _ Patches becomes more terrified Rearing up in terror_hold on with all might Patches runs and runs trying to outrun snow So young__he just doesn't know....