At a gathering old friends to greet
Our lives so busy we seldom meet
Now scattered across this land
It feels so good to once again shake their hand
To catch up on lives both good and bad
Times that were happy and some that were sad
Most had pictures of grandchildren to boast
To our departed friends we gave a toast
We joked with each other how the years had take its toll
At our wrinkles and bigger bellies we tried not to show
In the arena before us we once rode proud
Now we are old faces in the crowd
We share the love of horses and always will
And hope to gather again before we each pass over the hill
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Enjoyed reading this...
My prayers are with you.
Susan ans Mariah
Eileen
I love horses...my [deceased]father-in-law owned a thoroughbred years ago..
Recently, I went to my own first family reunion - since a massive stroke almost five years ago..
It was wonderful and my ability to laugh out loud was restored, which was so miraculous, it brought tears to my eyes ...and all those looking at me.
We, too, are missing quite a few, and it sure makes one aware, that WE ARE the first line of defense now......no more buffer zones.
Sharing the threads of love that run through our family-lines is important..but knowing where our thread is headed, and to which spool we belong to, is everything!
Glad you are in my Family, Ron!
Bless you, Rhonda