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Betty and Barnie

Clippity cloppity along the pebble stones
A noise so familiar that feels like home
The snorts and the whinnies when they see your face
In your heart they’ll always have that place,
Setting up the bridle wrong, using straw instead of hay,
It’s all part of the learning and you’ll get there one day
The trust, the love, and sometimes the fear,
When young Betty got scared and wanted to rear,
I hate the winter wind and the hay on my chest,
But you see there faces and forget about the rest,
Calling there names and hearing them come,
Barnies treat ball, the lunging, other things that are fun
Growing older together and learning new things,
No one understands the happiness that brings,

Poetry by Melissa Ormond
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Written on 2023-12-26 at 23:44