I just remembered who I used to be...
I just remembered who I used to be...
Endless
When I was but a child, I walked through the lush grass of a magical meadow
Carrying only my youth and my heart
The sun shone down upon my smooth brow; the breeze gently teased my long, blonde hair
My skin was brown in the summer heat and my bare toes were warm as I walked fearlessly
I heard a rustle not of the wind and my mind, so clear, knew instantly
That my summer love was just beyond the gently swaying trees
As I walked silently, sure of each step forward
I innocently believed we would never grow old
That life would be always this beautiful; uncomplicated, bold
Just passing like a sweet dream, perfect, bright and slow
My summer love was a breathtaking sight, his golden coat glowing
Long mane and tail blowing, endlessly, brilliantly white
A perfect star brightly gleamed between his deep, dark, velvet brown eyes
He tossed his great head in the sparkling heat and softly nickered
A gentle invitation, which I knew was meant only for me
I held his face and kissed his muzzle, grasped a handful of thick white mane
And with all of the spring that I could muster, swung my leg over his muscular frame
He leapt forth, and up the wide meadow, galloped hard and free
As I clung to him with all of my strength, over hill after hill he carried me
Warm wind whipped around us, tears blurred my wide-open eyes
All I could see was the earth spinning below his giant, pounding strides
We were lathered in sweat and bursting with breath
When I loosened my fingers, letting mane spill through
Following each hoof beat with my hips, I lifted my face to the wind
Then sitting up tall, arms outstretched
Fingertips reaching as though to touch peripheral horizons
And our bursting hearts galloped in rhythm, even as the wild pace subsided
Sliding to the ground then, walking near his sweetly lowered head
I wrapped my arm ‘round his golden, arched neck
And breathlessly whispered a still cherished promise
Of forever
To my endless, summer love
from horsegyrl to all of my dear friends in recovery or on their way
RIP Fritz Jan 1, 1968- June 20, 2002
When I was but a child, I walked through the lush grass of a magical meadow
Carrying only my youth and my heart
The sun shone down upon my smooth brow; the breeze gently teased my long, blonde hair
My skin was brown in the summer heat and my bare toes were warm as I walked fearlessly
I heard a rustle not of the wind and my mind, so clear, knew instantly
That my summer love was just beyond the gently swaying trees
As I walked silently, sure of each step forward
I innocently believed we would never grow old
That life would be always this beautiful; uncomplicated, bold
Just passing like a sweet dream, perfect, bright and slow
My summer love was a breathtaking sight, his golden coat glowing
Long mane and tail blowing, endlessly, brilliantly white
A perfect star brightly gleamed between his deep, dark, velvet brown eyes
He tossed his great head in the sparkling heat and softly nickered
A gentle invitation, which I knew was meant only for me
I held his face and kissed his muzzle, grasped a handful of thick white mane
And with all of the spring that I could muster, swung my leg over his muscular frame
He leapt forth, and up the wide meadow, galloped hard and free
As I clung to him with all of my strength, over hill after hill he carried me
Warm wind whipped around us, tears blurred my wide-open eyes
All I could see was the earth spinning below his giant, pounding strides
We were lathered in sweat and bursting with breath
When I loosened my fingers, letting mane spill through
Following each hoof beat with my hips, I lifted my face to the wind
Then sitting up tall, arms outstretched
Fingertips reaching as though to touch peripheral horizons
And our bursting hearts galloped in rhythm, even as the wild pace subsided
Sliding to the ground then, walking near his sweetly lowered head
I wrapped my arm ‘round his golden, arched neck
And breathlessly whispered a still cherished promise
Of forever
To my endless, summer love
from horsegyrl to all of my dear friends in recovery or on their way
RIP Fritz Jan 1, 1968- June 20, 2002
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