Robert Kirkland Kernighan
Holding The Reins - Poem by Robert Kirkland Kernighan
The night was clear, the sleighing good,
The cutter seat not wide ;
She snuggled close beneath the robe
To her fond lover's side.
The horse was spirited, and jumped
With frequent tugs and strains,
Until she innocently said,
' Do let me hold the reins !'
They 're married now, perhaps because
She was so helpful then :
She loves him well, and he loves her
Well, it 's the way of men.
And yet in all their sweet delight
One sad thought makes him wince :
She held the reins that winter's night
She 's held them ever since.
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