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Old Buck by ronald a genise Thursday, July 13, 2006 Not rated by the Author. Share Print Save Become a Fan
Every so often I remind my self Of all the good memories stowed on the shelf For just a few moments I will find Wonderful memories left behind Today I choose to ride a good horse again Old Buck is where it all began Past his prime but still stout and stroug He taught me to ride ignoring things I did wrong From a walk to a trot then a gallop we went From his back life's frustrations I could vent The time came to move to bolder steeds Old Buck's age couldn't fill my needs Intead of pasture and to save his pride New riders he would teach to ride After Buck good horses have come and gone None of their memories will be as strong

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Reviewed by Susan de Vegter	7/13/2006

Horses become friends in a silent way and we cherish their love as they trade that off with us. This is a wonderfil poem about Old Buck. I'll see about a ride at the stables next weekend. Thanks for giving me the quiet and gentle memory of Old Buck. Susan




Reviewed by E T Waldron	7/13/2006

Great tribute to your horse,Ronald! They are even more important than best friends. Eileen