Tuesday, February 3, 2009

HORSE MADNESS



Why do I like horses?
I reckon I must be mad.
My mother wasn't horsey
And neither was my dad.

But the madness hit me early
And it hit me like a curse.
And I've never gotten better
In fact I've gotten worse.

My stables are immaculate.
My house is like a hovel.
Last year for my birthday
I got a brand new shovel.

I hardly read a paper
But I know who's sold their horse
And I wouldn't watch the news
Unless Mr. Ed was on, of course.

One eye's always on the heavens
But my washing waves in vain
As I rush to get the horses in
In case it's gonna rain.

And though they're wearing 15 rugs,
The best that you can get,
I bring them in to keep them dry
While I get soaking wet.

I spend up every cent I've got
On horsey stuff for sure.
I buy fancy tack and fancy rugs,
And then I buy some more.

I should have had that hair cut
Or bought that nice blue shirt
At least it isn't lying there
Ripped up in the dirt.

I can't make a bloody sponge cake
I don't even want to try
But I can back a truck and trailer
In the twinkling of an eye.

It's jeans and Ariat boots
That I live in night and day
Their smell of sweaty horses
Just doesn't wash away.

Once every now and then
I can dress up for a ball.
Make up and a hairdo
With high heel shoes and all.

I ache from long forgotten falls.
My knees have got no skin.
My toes have gone a funny shape.
From being squashed again.

But late at night, when all is still
And I've gone to give them hay,
I touch their velvet softness
And my worries float away.

They give a gentle nicker
And they nuzzle through my hair
And I know it's where my heart is
More than anywhere

Author Unknown

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11 comments:

  1. I think a few of us can relate to that ;-)

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  2. LOL! That is great and oh so true! I have horses because if I didn't I'd be insane! They keep me grounded and I love them! I didn't have them when I was younger, but got them as soon as I could! I'm a 30 something horse crazy cowgirl! And I'm loving it!

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  3. What a great poem. I hadn't seen this one yet and it's all true.

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  4. I love it! I can relate other than my dad was horsey!He taught me at the age of 5.Everything I know! Now I'm 50 and still have a horse!I guess that makes me mad!My shoulder hurts as I speak from hitting the ground!It is a way of life for me.My passion!

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  5. I've loved horses for as long as I can remember. Love the poem :)

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  6. nice. :)
    I like that hovel line, very true many days here!

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  7. I love this horse picture. It is an amazing, wonderful grand looking creature. It is a great poem accompanied by a terrific photo.

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  8. Awwwww......I really like this poem :)

    Thanks for posting it with the beautiful photo, too.

    ~Lisa

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  9. Great poem - until I got to the end I thought you wrote it - you certainly have the talent and creativity. I see you everywhere and yet you are so busy with your horses - do you sleep?

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