This message is from: "Sue Harrison" <[EMAIL PROTECTED]>
> >> When I am Old.....
> >> I shall wear diamonds
> >> And a wide brimmed straw hat
> >> With ribbons and flowers on it
> >> And I shall spend my social security
> >> On white wine and carrots
> >> And sit in the alley way of my barn
> >> And listen to the horses breathe.
> >> I will sneak out in the middle of a summer night
> >> And ride the dappled mare
> >> Across the moonstruck meadow,
> >> If my old bones will allow.
> >> And when people come to call, I will smile and nod,
> >> As I walk them past the gardens to the barn
> >> And show, instead, the flowers growing there
> >> In stalls fresh-lined with straw.
> >> I will learn to shovel and sweat and
> >> Wear hay in my hair as if it were a jewel.
> >> And I will be an embarrassment to all
> >> Who look down on me
> >> Who have not yet found the peace in being free
> >> To love a horse as a friend,
> >> A friend who waits at midnight hour
> >> With muzzle and nicker and patient eyes
> >> For the kind of woman that I will be
> >> When I am old.
> >>
> >>
> >> By Lou Cadwell
I thought you all would enjoy this poem as much as I did.
Sue( Desert Storm's mom)
