The finest of horses I have ever known.
The coyotes and crows now feed on you
But you died long ago
Years before when she took you away
Stole your point and your purpose
Replaced your intention and drive
With incompetent care and neglect
There was nothing you could do
There was nothing I could do
But watch you fall apart
At the end of that first year
I saw a blank stare in your eye
Like a lamb on his last living breathe
Your untrimmed feet cracking
And your coat matted and thick with worms
I knew you had already resigned
Five hundred miles a year we would travel together
I tired long before you every time
You taught me to ride a jog for hours
I taught you to ground tie
Would drop your reins and walk away
And laugh upon my return to see you still there
And always you were there
Waiting
Had you not been waiting for years for someone to trust you
Someone to hold on and soar with you as you would take wing up the mountain?
She took you away to hurt me
She had nothing else to take
And pitifully grappled for the last holding in our lives
It was not me she hurt but you
Your life stolen and replaced as an offering before the alter
An idle god beneath the plastic throne on which she sat and stared at you
Watching you fatten and founder before her blind gaze
You were stripped of what mattered most
As I watched your once magnificence
Fail and falter under uncaring eyes
As mine gazed upon you with fantastic memories
From across the fence
Farewell, my friend...