Memories

Written for that enevitable day when my brave, brave horse will finally learn to give in...

Hunt season begins
All saddles are mounted
The meet gate now closes
The Field are counted

"Follow our Enid now"
We hear the Joint Master call
But one of us is missing
One that always stood so tall

As we look out amoung us
Memories fill the air
Of only the last hunt season
When all of us were there

Manes and tails flying
As they gave it their best shot
Knowing one amoung them
Was seldom ever caught

With so many seasons of trust and courage
For doing what he liked best
He well deserves the praises
He recieved from all the rest

Being devoted to his master
Knowing of his love and care
Held a special bond between them
That only a horse and rider share

And when it came his time to go
To greener pastures on the hill
His "family" as he knew them
were standing by him, still

He was a dear friend, and companion,
Even a listener then and now
And though sometimes contrary,
He was always a pal

Our thoughts will always linger
To the first meet of the season
When Pad's was right beside us...
Never holding back