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I saw you first when I strolled in,

massive horse, the god of the yard.

You gave us health, you god of healing.

The light streamed in; your heart lit up

just like you were Apollo,

the god of truth, you saw our souls.

You put your head on my shoulder

It was so heavy but I held fast.

You smelt of hay and horse.

Your stamps echoed around the place

your feet as big as dinner plates.

Never wanted to be without your friends.

Now you will join a four-horse chariot,

in order to move the Sun across the sky.





grief; loss; horses;

◄ A star collapses

Beautiful ►


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Emma Stradling

Tue 14th Mar 2017 10:14

Thank you. Yes unfortunately he left us for pastures new last Friday.

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Fush Moss

Mon 13th Mar 2017 20:12

Extremely well done! What a tribute to a healing friend.

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Graham Sherwood

Mon 13th Mar 2017 11:31

Sounds like a heartfelt tribute to an old soldier Emma-Jane?
Beautifully penned.

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