I
can’t see her
but
I know when
she
is near.
I
hear
her
gentle voice,
her
soothing words.
I
feel
her
tender touch
petting
my
nose,
my
mane,
my
neck.
I
smell
her
humanity –
familiar
and safe.
I
taste
the
spoils of her love
for
me:
the
granola bars,
the
carrots,
the
apples,
and
the pretzels from QT.
My
love
for
her
is
only matched
by
her love
for
me –
in
all my
equine
glory.
Huge THANK YOU to today's "Weaders"... Little Bit for sharing his inner thoughts and Jill for sharing her love for him!