Love came to me one night,

So on his back, I took a ride.

Over fields of golden grain,

And through gardens in the rain.

We galloped quick through forest green,

And slowed our gait to watch the sea.

Forever earnest did I depend,

That this good ride should never end.

To freshest water I would lead,

Replenishing my valiant steed.

Offering him my finest sweet,

To save his ride for me.

Until one day he turned away,

My offer of a drink.

I led him there but he just stared,

His gaze away from me.

I reached for him to pull him in,

But he just hung his head.

And dragged his heavy hooves through mud,

Pulling all his dread.

His back no longer wanting me,

I walked beside awhile.

Traveling like strangers,

For many days and miles.

My legs grew tired and my mind numb,

From the worn out road.

I found some rest, food and drink,

And woke up feeling bold.

I tossed my head and felt the wind,

And faced into the sun.

My legs braced with newfound strength,

And I began to run.

I ran fast and hard all day,

And when the dusk was near.

I looked down at my legs and found,

All I’d ever need was here.

I found a little pond and gazed,

Into the water’s mirror.

At big brown eyes and shiny mane,

Was I seeing clear?

See I became my own that day,

A horse called Love I was.

Running steadfast in free reign,

My own benefit the cause.

I may find my way someday,

Back to two but first.

I shall run like no one can,

With un-abandoned burst.

Genevieve Hoskey
June, 2009