It was one of those glorious autumn days
When the chill afternoon air turned
Breath to delicious smoke.
When my daughter met a new friend,
Isa, the New Forest Pony.
(The horse seems to be smiling, don’t you think?)
They rode into the sunlight
And round and round again,
While golden light – as thick as honey –
Made us thankful to feel alive.
(Sometimes you just have to hang onto that feeling of joy for as long as you can.)
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