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Post by Peregrine Alexander on Dec 22, 2007 17:35:55 GMT -5
Here is a poem I wrote in my head during finals week about being stressed and just ready to kill something and then being given the chore of feeding your horse, which changes everything. Please read and review. (especially the review part). Thank you.
A Moment In Time
A Moment In Time
Welcome to a hard day in my life. Filled with mistakes, drama, and strife. The world is out to kill me.
I am home, finally And am carrying a bowl of mash, My intention is to make my visit fast. He waits for me, out on the grass, But I can’t stay long, I’ve got papers to write and tests to pass.
I drop the bowl in a manger in his stall, But he ignores the dinner call, And I walk out to get him.
I reach out to touch his nose, Which feels like velvet And smells sweeter then a rose. He curls his neck around my back, As if to give me comfort in that.
His coat is blood bay, With a white snip, four white socks, and a white star. He rises to a height of 16.3 and weights a little over half a ton, Must be from all that hay. He's just seven, his life at its start, This Holsteiner who stole my heart.
And then I feel powerful in his presence, Forget the school, the work, the pestilence. I look into those soft brown eyes, Those eyes which will haunt me till the day I die, And realize it’s not so bad.
He plucks a piece of alfalfa from my hair, Chews it contentedly, then puts his nose upon my head, As if to find another piece there.
As I direct him to his stall, He eats contently; he’s got time to chill. And as I trudge back up the hill, I realize that life’s not bad after all.
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