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RENOBy Wendy Brown-Barry
I first saw her at the end of my road She looked to be nearly wild Her tail drug the ground Her mane was in knots But I could tell she had some style.
She'd run up to the fence, and toss her head And gaze at me in wonder Her big brown eyes And that golden coat Made my heart beat just like thunder.
She had four straight legs that were black to the knees With one small sock behind A black mane and tail And a dorsal stripe And I thought to myself: “What a find!”
You see I'd been gone for almost two years With no horse of my own to ride There was this longing Deep in my heart And an emptiness inside.
It seemed as though she'd been waiting for me The way she'd gallop up to the gate Our eyes would meet And i'd speak to her: “Hi girl, sorry I'm late.”
So, now that mare belongs to me She moves with a fluid grace We've become best friends And my heart swells with pride She's filled my empty space.
© Copyright 2010 Wendy Brown-Barry
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