A Long Good Bye
As he burries his head
Deep in my chest,
His eyes slowly close.
I feel the warmth of his fur
As I stroke his mane to one side
Only when I stop
Does he lift his head.
Tears in his eyes,
And a look of sorrow on his face.
A bond between the horse and rider
Could be seen in that busy auction.
Rocky nickered for my touch
And stared into my eyes.
Tears began to flow down my face
As I continued combing his long hair.
The moment seemed to last forever,
As this was the last time I would see him.
The moment was suddenly broken,
As another horse kicked Rocky in the ribs
One kiss on his forehead
And I was gone.
The memories still last on
Of that shy little appaloosa
My only prayer
Is that of him
They will take care.
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