Welcome to Fern Valley

Here in central Alberta prime farm country,my husband Martin and I work together raising beef cattle and Appaloosa horses. Fern valley appaloosas have long been known for their quality of temperament conformation and color.I have recently rediscovered a love of writing and have published 2 collections of poetry. "Telling Tails" and Tails Trails and Campfire stories" . I look forward to a future spreading my wings as an author and as a horse woman .

Sunday, 30 October 2011

Think of me , now and then

Think of me, now and then
take the time, remember when
I was the brightest light you saw
When you dreamed of me with awe

I was there first ,in your heart
then you grew up and we did part
On to bigger brighter ways

But oh how I miss those days
When you called me first
And I would run,
 straight to you
  my days of sun

As we learned and as we grew
and across those open fields we flew
The joys that we shared together
I thought they would last forever

You loved me first , And I you
what great things we did do

For now I will patiently wait,
Until I see you at the gate
and to you my soft ear will bend,
so think of me , now and then

Kind of a melancholy verse , but ,it is what it is. I am going to spend a little time  working over the next while to pull out all of the "Honorable Mentions " that I had written and put them together on one page . I was able to save most of then I believe and I just need to take the time to cut and paste them . I also have another to write for Blue (not my horse  but he lived with me his entire life so...)
But meanwhile , today I am thinking of those horse in my life who brought me to where I am . The first ones , the worst ones and all in between.
Stay safe everyone


GoLightly said...

Beautiful, FV.

Always look forward to more poetry from you, what a gift you have.

Have a great afternoon!

Shirley said...

I love this poem, it reminds me of all the horses I dreamed about in my childhood, long before I ever owned a horse.

Linda said...

Wonderful words.......a tribute that many of us can relate to.

Country Gal said...

Your poems are wonderful. Have you ever thought of getting them published ? if you do let me know I'll be first in line at the book store. Have a great evening.

kden said...

Really beautiful, could apply to anything that is loved.

RoeH said...

I love it. Thank you.

aurora said...

Beautiful poem! It's good to remember...

White Horse Jumping said...

awww, I know a straberry roan pony who fits that to a "T"

Cut-N-Jump said...

I love the last line of the post.
The first ones, the worst ones and all in between.

Boy does that ever cover it. They each have something to teach us.

Crystal said...

Awesome! I love this poem

Anonymous said...

I've been missing out I see. Now that the cows are gone I'll be back to visit my people friends. :-) I hope there is one old Buzzard waiting at the gate for me. I miss telling him my troubles, hugging his neck, and crying into his mane and being so taken care of.

Wolfie said...