Rest easy old boy

Rest easy old boy and worry not my love
I will remember you forever
the light in your eyes the warmth of your breath
they way you played so clever

Arriving down my dirt path hungry wet and  lost
asking only love once more
I could see the spirit in the depth of your eyes
all of man’s history and lore

You spent your last years in this pasture dancing
prancing and grazing in grace
you knight you king you warrior
Oh how you owned this place

Remember me my love my adoration
remember me my gentle hands
remember too the paths we wandered
across these hilly lands

I will one day rest here beside you when we
are joined in the eternities again
and know deep in your heart of your life
you found one forever friend

So lay aside the darkness of hunger the memory
of the shouts and the whips evermore
and walk gently in the heavens
to the edges of loves gentle shore

EdF

Sometime in my life, I started to write about my life journey, in poetry, in story perhaps to sort them out and enter them into a place of safekeeping. The soul of the writer is perhaps best described in their words, emotions and thoughts. If these poems or stories touch something inside you then maybe I have succeeded in sharing. I will not write about my self in profile, because self isn't so important in writing. Only the journey in words and the sharing are important. Why would we say "Now about me!"... I'd rather write about life, nature, serenity ...

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Sometime in my life, I started to write about my life journey, in poetry, in story perhaps to sort them out and enter them into a place of safekeeping. The soul of the writer is perhaps best described in their words, emotions and thoughts. If these poems or stories touch something inside you then maybe I have succeeded in sharing. I will not write about my self in profile, because self isn't so important in writing. Only the journey in words and the sharing are important. Why would we say "Now about me!"... I'd rather write about life, nature, serenity ...

6 thoughts on “Rest easy old boy

  • January 28, 2019 at 4:05 PM
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    Oh my gosh, Ed. I have tears pouring down – this poem is so lovely and heart-warming. There are many kinds of love and you just expressed a strong love and bond between a man and his horse. I know that love and it is beautiful. Well done, Ed, well done indeed.

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  • January 29, 2019 at 2:08 PM
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    Phyllis , Thank you , I have volunteered at horse boarders and was just reading about a draft horse rescue facility taking in older and abused horses , wish they were closer to me , I’d go there and work for nothing just to show them love , we do what we can , no ? ! ? !
    It’s shameful what’s happening to animals in America !
    Be well Phyllis !

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  • January 31, 2019 at 2:53 AM
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    This is such a sad and touching piece, Ed. I love animals and hate when any have to suffer or get old and pass away. All my animals have been strays or rescued in some way. Thank you for sharing.

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  • January 31, 2019 at 6:40 PM
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    John , Thank you sir , I am proud to know you do that , not surprised though as you seem the type …………….:-]

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  • February 2, 2019 at 3:27 PM
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    Living around horses I was drawn into your poem. Some true emotions there, thank you Ed. Jamie

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  • February 9, 2019 at 6:02 AM
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    Hi Jamie ,Thank you , You are the lucky one “……living around horses ……..” I have ridden much but never owned my own . My favorite ? Week long trail riding vacations in Montana !

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