Tomorrow I'll ride new horses.
With a new teacher.
What are my strengths, she wonders.
What are my weaknesses, I wonder.
I haven't been riding.
I am not as strong.
Probably lost some balance.
Forgot how to mount up.
Forgot how to let go.
Let go of the first teacher.
The first horses.
Rose and Misty,
And Gizmo.
Don't think I don't love you.
I do.
I miss you.
Please remember me.
I want to see you.
I hope it's soon.
Amplifying Their Voices
5 years ago
1 comment:
It'll be fine, a new adventure!
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