Ridecamp: [RC] OT Sort Of

A friend sent this to me, and I thought I'd share.

Jennifer and Mahriah


>From an old Horse & Rider magazine (no attribute as to author):

        Talking to Horses

        You know I talk to horses,
        As peculiar as that be,
        The more I talk to horses,
        The more they talk to me.
        Now I was minding my own business,
        While at the barn that day,
        But this horse out in the pasture,
        Had something big to say.

        The field was pretty muddy,
        So she slid into a stop.
        She said her name was Sundance,
        And she wondered what was up.
        She said she'd soon be leaving
        To some place she'd never been.
        She wondered if I'd ask around,
        To see just where and when

        "There's a horse already in my stall,
        I eat my meals out here."
        "Sure I'll ask around," I told her,
        "And I'll tell you what I hear."

        Well, the vet says she's got navicular,
        And it'll just get worse.
        Sundance's days are over.
        They say "no feet no horse."

        It'll cost about three hundred
        Just to have that horse put down.
        But she'll bring about five hundred
        At the auction out of town.

        The trainer says, "She's outta here,
        I just do what I am told.
        I just load 'em and I haul 'em
        Far as I'm concerned she's sold."

        Then Sundance started calling.
        In her voice I heard her fears.
        I couldn't bear to listen,
        So I covered up my ears.

        I reached deep in my pockets,
        And I counted all I had.
        But you just can't buy compassion,
        That's what makes it all so sad.

        I knew I'd have to tell her,
        So I walked up to the fence.
        Her eyes were wide and helpless,
        Her muscles all were tense.

        "Where you're goin', Sundance,
        Riders cue with just a thought.
        The horses all enjoy their work,
        And like the way they're taught.
        There's always buckets full of treats,
        And the grass is ever green.
        The bedding's thick and fluffy,
        And the stalls are fresh and clean.
        The stall doors all are open,
        And the cross ties all are free.
        You'll come and go just as you please
        And be where you want to be."

        And then I just got angry.
        Oh, God, it isn't right!
        I swung around with fisted hands,
        But there was no one there to fight.

        I can't believe they'd sell you,
        For a few cents on the pound.
        I promise that blood money
        Will curse the place it's found!

        And if there is some justice,
        And what we give comes back,
        That which we have taken
        We'll soon find that we lack.

        Yes, I'll tell them what you told me,
        'Bout the way you'd rather go,
        In a place where you feel comfort,
        Among the ones you know.

        No, there's no one here to see you off.
        You'll have to settle for me.
        They send you their apologies,
        There's somewhere else they
        had to be.

        I'm glad I met you, Sundance,
        I'll tell them about our talk.
        We're not as strong as we pretend.
        Come on, let's take a walk.

        You know it's just not easy,
        To bear this heavy load,
        To lead you down the painless path,
        Not to send you down the road.

        So I hope to see you Sundance,
        When I cross over too.
        I hope my journey's easier,
        Than it will be for you.

        I had a friend who told me once,
        (And I believe it's true),
        That God appointed angels
        To watch over ponies like you

        So, Sundance, you load easy, girl,
        Now don't you kick or rear.
        I'll load that angel by your side,
        She'll help to calm your fear.

        You know, I talk to horses,
        As peculiar as that be,
        The more I talk to horses,
        The more they talk to me.


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