Horseback Riding; My Heaven

November 23, 2011
I feel the wind whistling through my bright blond hair;
As she gallops, the beautiful mare.
She starts off with a slow, easy trot.
Is there anything better than this? I think not.

I honestly couldn't ask for anything more;
Then to feel like I'm about to soar.
Now we start to go fast
For forever, I wish this could last

Now it's time for us to part
And we have our heart to heart
I love this friendship, my horse and I
I don't want this feeling to ever die

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jtolles said...
Jan. 11, 2012 at 8:06 am
This poem reminds me so much of how I used to love to ride. I used to ride a horse named Gandalf when I was in college. The love and freedom I felt is captured in this poem. I thank the poet for helping to remember my riding days!
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