THE SKOOG FARM JOURNAL: RHYME VISITS CHRISTINA'S WORLD

Thursday, July 26, 2012

RHYME VISITS CHRISTINA'S WORLD

8 comments:

Michelle said...: What a sweetheart!; July 26, 2012 at 9:32 AM
Dreaming said...: Oh, how cute! Actually, he (she?) is beyond cute!; July 26, 2012 at 10:53 AM
ann @ studiohyde said...: Oh my goodness what a little cutey pie...adorable!; July 26, 2012 at 11:17 AM
Nancy J said...: There is something special and adorable about little pups.Enjoy while he/she is at that lovely playful stage. Cheers, Jean; July 26, 2012 at 2:51 PM
Gail said...: Beautiful and I can see smart in those eyes.; July 26, 2012 at 8:41 PM
Two French Bulldogs said...: what a cutie pie. We have that ball kid
Benny & Lily; July 26, 2012 at 9:00 PM
Victoria Cummings said...: How adorable - who is this little sweetheart?; July 27, 2012 at 11:32 AM
Mary said...: Oh what a sweetie with such mischievous eyes! :) I would love to be able to hug him and tell him how wonderful he is.; July 27, 2012 at 2:10 PM

FROM GREY HORSE MATTERS...

Where to Bury a Horse

If you bury him in this spot,
the secret of which you must already have,
he will come to you when you call;
come to you over the far, dim pastures of death.

And though you ride other living horses through life,
they shall not shy at him, nor resent his coming,
For he is yours, and he belongs there.

People may scoff at you, who see no lightest blade of grass
bent by his footfall,
who hear no nicker pitched too fine for insensitive ears.
People who may never really love a horse.

Smile at them then, for you shall know something
that is hidden from them
and which is well worth the knowing
The one place to bury a horse is in the heart of his master.

Thank you, Grey Horse Matters.

Poem for Masterpiece

Masterpiece of '79

He was a dark bay Masterpiece.

Deep chocolate brown

With small coal tipped ears

And three snowy white socks.

An eraser smudge of white

Above his eye

And a star connected to a blaze

Starting narrow and funneling wide

To wrap his lips

in a kiss.

He lived with dignity and joy;

A Masterpiece blend

of longevity

And temperament.

Appaloosa for soundness,

Thoroughbred for heart, and

Quarter Horse for sensible intelligence.

Although he is gone

His Masterpiece remains

In the memory of Jen

Who found and rode him;

And of Lori

Who soaked his beet pulp

And his sore feet,

Who loved him and,

When it was time,

Let him go.

Poem by Annette from Aspen Meadows.
Thank you.....

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Thursday, July 26, 2012

RHYME VISITS CHRISTINA'S WORLD

8 comments: