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Francis Duggan

The Old Dressage Horse

Of the reaper's scythe he does not feel aware
The old dressage horse in the paddock over there
His kind owner calls to see him every day
To make sure his water trough is full and feed him oats and hay.

When he was younger a decade ago
He won first prize at many the horse show
At dressage events the favourite of the crowd
He done himself and his female owner rider proud.

For service rendered to her in kindness him she repay
They shared great moments in his glory day
In his marvellous prime he was a lovely bay
Around his muzzle now he is looking gray.

The biological clock it ever ticks away
And like all humans all horses have their day
But his ever grateful owner to him a devoted friend
And she will care for him until his end.

Submitted: Saturday, July 05, 2008

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