November 13, 2012
Life – a Haiku
Green grass, room to roam.
Run swift, gallop, valley view.
Freedom gives me life.
Hoover, Magic, Finn.
Friends, some here and some passed on.
My herd gives me life.
Sweet grain, honeycrisp.
Food inspiration, comfort, calm.
Eating gives me life.
Boss and little one.
Caring, touching, share a breath.
Hah! Hah! Not a chance!
I crack myself up sometimes! Magic needed the laugh, too. I may be in the dry old mare field, but I’ve still got it! Thor is the bomb!
I am Thor and I am an Equamore horse.
