Hoof Blogs

What Do I Have?

WHAT DO I HAVE?
September 27, 2010

I had her gallop in my hand
when it was wet, or on dry land.
We fought the bogeymen that showed
behind the fence along the road.

I had her circle in the yard.
We found that working wasn’t hard.
I gave her carrots; she gave me glee
and set my cantering spirit free.

But now she’s gone; the track is clear,
and everything that I held dear
was never mine; was Des’ call.
I never really had the mare at all.

She taught me how to ride so well,
she taught me even when I fell.
She was the best I’ve ever known.
She was, I thought, my own.

But no one taught me how to lose,
or warned me what I shouldn’t choose,
so all my love flowed through my heart;
I thought we’d never part.

But now she’s gone; the track is bare,
and everything within my care
was never mine; was Des’ call.
I never had li’l Floss at all.