RIDE




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A woolen blanket is placed upon her back

Throw on the saddle, adjust the straps

I mount my horse for a winter’s ride

On a cold, frosty day for a ride outside.

Out of the barn and out in the cold

There is a wooded path I know

Turn to the right --- the path’s right there

“ttsk ttsk” I say to my beautiful mare

I feel her steady ramble underneath my seat

The feel of her movement is so very sweet

A strong gentle being riding with me

We are one with each other – we are free

We round the corner to the farmer’s field

For miles and miles the snow conceals

Last year’s crop lay brown and crisp

Frozen by Old Man Winter’s kiss

I gently pull back my horse’s reigns

“Whoa” I say as she stops in the lane

We pause a moment to feel the peace

To silence the snow beneath her feet

The trees are bare, the birds are silent

The sky is as white, the wind is dormant

It’s time to head back to the big red barn

Where inside winter is but a charm

I tugged the reigns to make the right turn

A nudge to her flank to help her spurn

“ttsk ttsk” I say to my beautiful mare

Turn to the right --- the path’s right there