Reflections of Horse Rides as a Boy SK
Reflections of boyhood horse rides upon the farm
homeward bound when we turned the horses head
The thundering of hooves as we galloped on the flat
the joys of pretending we were jockeys on a bay mare thoroughbred
The eyes were full of water
as the horse galloped, creating rushing air
Could also feel the turbulence
as it ruffled up the hair
We are coming close to home
we're full speed up a hill
Can hear the rapid breathing of the horse
Exhilaration! Another ride, never tire of the thrill
Suddenly our destination, we dismount
remove the saddle and bridle from the mare
She is relieved as she rolls from side to side upon the earth
Many riding stories through childhood I could share
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