
01/02/2025
It is truly a privilege to get to spend a lifetime with your horse and be with them to comfort them right to the very end...
In twilight's hush, she kneels beside,
A faithful friend with breath grown wide.
Soft shadows drape the stable's walls,
As silence in the evening falls.
Her fingers trace his weary mane,
A bond of years in whispered pain.
She speaks of trails, of meadows bright,
Of gallops through the morning light.
He knows her voice, his weary eye,
A final gaze beneath the sky.
She holds him close, her steady hand,
As earth reclaims his spirit grand.
And in that still, unspoken grace,
They linger in a timeless space.
A life well-shared, in love they part,
A horse, a lady, and her heart.
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