Thirteen years today,
my sweet, sweet, darling horse
since that day my heart
was scraped raw and gasping
and my tears
nearly drowned
us both.
Four thousand seven hundred and forty-eight days
of shiver-ache missing you
and talking to you every day
and the assurance
that you are safe and happy
in Heaven
and knowing
that one day
we will be together again
and still my heart
is scraped raw and gasping
but my tears
only fall
on me...
(28 April 2015)
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