HORSE RIDING: Mischievous Bay Horses

Pretty bay horses come in all shapes and sizes,

Shy and adventurous, full of surprises,

With a misshapen halo and

Mischievous grin,

Mine pulls out the stall mats and moves the feed bins,

Shakes every bucket and rattles each pail,

He carried me through history on the Pony Express trail,

And delighted me for a day on the Tevis; for to finish is to win,

Now who was the one with the mischievous grin?

We traveled the countryside with nary a fail,

And never the thought “Oh I might have to bail”

Down the trail he dances, like in a ballet

Then snorkels his way through a lunchtime buffet,

He keeps me so busy, and yet all the while,

His eagerness brightens my world and makes me smile,

And what a treasure to ride a horse that isn’t a dodo,

That’s my loveable, mischievous bay horse, named Bobo

Bo is eying the stall matt standing upright in the doorway!

Bo and Karen at Death Valley 2011. Photo by Steve Bradley.

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