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Sight-Mare


Posted for a variety of prompts:
Camera Critters (photo/s)
Meme Express (“apologies”)
Monday Mural (artwork – see below)
Odd Shots Monday (photo/s – “out of proportion”)
One Single Impression (#27 – “resolve”)

Scenic Sunday (photo/s)
Seek the Lord Sunday (favorite Psalms)
Simply Snickers (“waiting,” “why,” “worry” and “writing”)
Slice of Life Sunday (“first kiss,” “a knot of hate” or “writer’s choice”)
Sunday Scribblings (“How I Met My . . . “)
Weekend Snapshot (photo/s)
Word Beads (“cried,” “destine,” “energize,” “rheumatic” and “sclerotic”)
Wordless Wednesday - Monday Edition (photo/s)

Photo c2008 by Nickers and Ink

Sight-Mare -
A Tribute Penned for a Special Friend

“The Lord gives sight to the blind;
the Lord lifts up
those who are bowed down;
the Lord loves the righteous.”
(Psalm 146:8, NIV)

I’m sure I have been here before,
Though I perceive it not.
Equine apologies and more
May not obscure the spot.


While waiting for a pathway stroll,
The world one day grew dark.
Now worry crowds my searching soul,
E’er seeking hopeful spark.


To question why my sight has fled
Won’t hasten my parole.
Instead, I listen well while led,
And wait for healthy foal.


With rock-resolve, I make my way,
Accompanied in trust.
My dear companion leads each day;
To follow her, I must.


I carry forth no knot of hate,
Though this become my lot.
Although rheumatic, more of late,
I find a grassy spot.


Sclerotic scarring dims my view;
For this, I’ve often cried.
My owners forgo rendezvous,
For they no longer ride.


So this is how I met my match,
The finest friend of all.
For when they open pasture latch,
I listen for her call.


My pasture pal is destined here;
Without her, I’d be lost.
Her presence energizes dear,
Though she knows not the cost.


Note: These lines were penned in tribute to a special mare, who patiently cares daily for an older, blind horse in the pasture. The blind mare (chestnut) and her seeing-eye friend (white) are pictured above in their private outdoor haven. Sometimes . . . a trusted friend can be even more valuable than a fairy godmother (at right).


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13 comments:

  1. That is a heart-warming post, through and through. Thanks!

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  2. What a great story... I don't know so much about horses, but that seems unique to me. then again, I've heard similar stories about dogs, so I guess it shouldn't be a surprise. But thanks for sharing.
    -Mojo

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  3. What a lovely story. The goodness of the Universe never ceases to delight and awe me.

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  4. A wonderful poem from a dedicated horse-lover. I see my daughter in your words.

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  5. There's goodness to be found in this chaotic world one just has to know where to look. Endearing story. Have a nice day.

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  6. We should sometimes take an example from the animals.

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  7. What a very heart-warming story! Thanks for sharing this beautiful story and photo! Great job!!!!

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  8. what a loving tribute sandy I loved the other also

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  9. Hey there sister,

    This is my first time to your blog and I just love your poem and picture of love!

    WOW, I sure could learn a lot from your horses!

    Bless you dear sister,
    Sunny

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