Out of Control I have a horse Cody is her name She taught me much To her I’ll blame She likes to do her own thing Out in the pasture we rode Headed to the barn we did go I did not give her the lead Cody merely took it from me Like a flash of lighting We did fly Never touching the ground What a high! My heart beating fast Exhilaration I did feel So out of control it was surreal! Tried so hard to pull back on the reins Only to feel the grounds’ rocks Once again What a thrill at the time I could have been killed That wasn’t God’s time or plan For I lived to tell the story once again A valuable lesson Of which Cody gets the blame A mare out of control is a VERY DANGEROUS thing! Horses and people are much the same. Renee Budde, Lakewood
Western Rain Trumpeting droplets Across the mesa. The plowing storm rambles Toward tomorrow. Golden crowned clouds gliding Over the summit. Seeds sown in the wetted green. A mare dances Across the windswept meadow. Suddenly, the heavens open To a deeper blue. Then, the stars! Burt Baldwin, Bayfield La Plata Electric consumer-member
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