On Edgar Winter, A Horse Known as Cloud

On Edgar Winter,

A Horse Known as Cloud

This blog entry is dedicated to my friend Lisa, who rescued two very senior white horses a few years ago, after their initial owner died. (Look at the cool bracelets she makes to support these horses. They're sold on Jimmy Buffett's Margaritaville website.)


One of those old fellows, a Cremello Quarter Horse originally named White Cloud (but also known as Edgar Winter and Cloud) passed away today.

(Scroll down to see a slideshow of Cloud and his friend Albert.)

These two elderly gentlemen have long been tagged "The Dirty White Boys" of their pasture, perhaps for their penchant for finding the smallest speck of mud in which to roll.

So long, Cloud. We will miss you.

A Cloud Unveiled

His glory days had long blown by,

This creamy horse, straight from the sky,

When she discovered love again

A-nuzzling his ivory mane.

Although Cloud’s back was ever swayed,

He promptly stood to let her braid.

And marched her twice around the pond,

Devoted with a heart most fond.

A Quarter Horse, long past his game,

He quickly to her heart took aim.

She rescued this one and his pal

A pure white gelding known as Al.

These dirty white boys held their court

In highest fashions for their sport.

With polka dots and fancy trims

They proudly pranced on ancient limbs.

These pensioners beyond belief

Soon willingly turned o’er new leaf.

They sprouted wings, at least in heart,

But couldn’t bear to be apart.

Now Cloud has gone alone ahead;

Arthritic longings he has shed.

Perhaps he prances in the sky

Through thunderheads aloft on high.

His comrade Albert, Sir the Lame,

May linger, nickering his name,

And search the pasture, ne’er to find

His equine partner, Cloud the Blind.

Inseparable, though they’d be,

For years until eternity,

Now Albert strolls a solo stride

Without Cremello horse to guide.

For cloudy eyes of palest blue

Have since regained their light and hue.

This noble gentle equine friend

Will gallop pastures without end.

c2010 by Linda Ann Nickerson

“But I have promises to keep,

and miles to go before I sleep,

and miles to go before I sleep.”
Robert Frost

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