Saturday, August 31, 2019

The Ride

When I'm living my life throughout the days
Something in my mind that somehow stays

In the sun and trees and in the soft cool of the forest
Capturing memories to comfort me when I feel the poorest











Mountains in the distance with the scent of course
The musty herbal scent I love that is of a horse

Sharing the experience of it that perhaps may be hiding
Loving to take others along for the experience of riding

Horses are unique beings with majesty & mischief to disarm
The love of horses has always been with me in all of its charm

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