My bones may creek, my back may hurt, chores take me a heck of a lot longer,
For sure, my butt may not look as good as it did when I first leaned to ride
But Gratitude makes my heart still sings and my soul still flies as I saddle-up
most favorite stead
and head down the road for another adventure and a great little ride.
I know I am a heck of a lot slower, throwing my leg over that heavy old roper,
My rides not as long, I have been long grounded from any kind of jumps,
Mostly me and my old Blue down some quite back roads for a solitude ride.
but no matter how gray the two of us get, I can still brag that a great horse I still ride.
Soon I will meet my maker, He has been ridin’ with me since before I could walk.
Just make sure when I go, you toss my bridle right in with me
Bring a braid of my horse hair, make sure you give him a treat while your there
You better show up in your old cowboy hat, dirt on your boots and ready to dance
Kicking up your heels n’ know I saddled-up until the moment to heaven I went
For I will be ridin’ until the day that I die.
© Roberta Edstrom
Change your life and “BECOME” the Whinny!
Greet the world like your horse greets you, as if there is no tomorrow.
Now, let me hear it, WHINNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNY!!
Daily Oats: Food for the Horse lover’s soul
Roberta Edstrom
CEO
Knot-A-Tail
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