Trust
I walk out with the horse,
She does not resist.
leads as if there’s not a diseased bone in her body.
does not notice children crying,
rain stopping, sun brightening,
but rather a yellow butterfly –
moves her head
to keep it in sight
until for some reason she will never know,
can no longer do so.
yellow
years ago worked for several intense years with a horse rescue rehab group in Connecticut. Sometimes there were happy endings, sometimes you had to let them go. the group is still there doing fine work for these beautiful creatures
https://www.facebook.com/pages/HORSE-of-CT/147828438582099?sk=reviews
The Humane Organization Representing Suffering Equines (H.O.R.S.E.) of Connecticut Inc., is a non-profit, 501(c)3 organization dedicated to the rescue and rehabilitation of abused and neglected horses. Over the past thirty years, H.O.R.S.E. has saved more than 650 lives. In addition to direct intervention, H.O.R.S.E. also maintains an ongoing commitment to educating the public regarding horse care.
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Thank you for inviting me to H.O.R.S.E.
Beautiful poem too. Direct and true.
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thank you so very much for your kind words Billie. and for accepting the invite to HORSE.
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