A Tribute to Red

My Chestnut boy

You are the best.

I love you more

Then all the rest.

You lift me up

When I am down.

With you right here

There is no frown

You give me wings

When I can not fly.

You give your all

When I ask you to try.

You dance around

the dressage ring.

You make me so proud

I want to sing.

Our ribbons might

not be blue.

But darling boy

I'll always choose you.

Even when we

make mistakes.

You, big Red,

take the cake.

We've galloped along

a sandy beach.

And through the forest

with great big leaps.

We've had some fun,

you and I.

Our memories are something

I cannot buy.

You big man

have stolen my heart.

You took it then,

right at the start.

When your old

and need a rest.

Of my care

you'll have the best.

I'll rug you up

against the cold.

To anyone else

you'll never be sold.

Thanks, Red

for all you are.

Your the best,

you are my star.

The Last Ride

A Beautiful Poem...

A pioneer in life's sunset
To his pony sang this song
I am going west this time old pal
And can't take you along

I'm headed over yonder
To the happy hunting grounds
Where life's sorrows cannot follow
And peace and joy abounds

I've hung up the well-worn saddle
And laid aside my gun
Farewell my pinto pony
Our hunting days are done

The mountains and the valleys
Shall look for me in vain
The pines and dancing waters
I shall never see again

A phantom horse shall guide me
On the oldest trail of all
This the path that all must follow
When we hark the final call

The unknown trail is waiting
In that place where myriads dwell
The land where none returneth
The journey there to tell

Voices long forgot are calling
Life's sunlight fading fast
Life's trails are but faint memories
Life's hopes and dreams have passed

I'll be waiting over yonder
Just across the great divide
By the campfire I'll be watching
Good bye old pal I RIDE.