From the Horse’s Mouth

 

made for light, our eyes of form still hold your heart: here, where show in field and lane, cast time in gold, each season’s Stage of heat and haze and cold and bare, till fame prized ‘FREEDOM’

 

breath for you, till skies and pale of dreams shall call: here, where gallops end on rest of pastures neck, from dawns of kind, that know your voice in ears that yet, bequest ‘FANTASTIC’

 

all who sense, the swish and past of joy and nip: here, where apples smile with maple’s Sun and hedgerows last in step with Grace, find love still climbs and strides with You, from One, ‘FANTASY’

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For friend Nigel, on the occasion of his Birthday, 2021:

Remembering his horses – 

‘FANTASTIC’ (Stallion),  ‘FREEDOM’ (Mare) and ‘FANTASY’ (their Mother)

 

‘Terms of Affection’ Series