Three hours of trails a’blazing
Three hours just simply amazing
Though I have pain wherever I sit
How I obtained the pain is well worth it
Three hours upon a horse’s back
A feat not many amateurs can hack
With the sun shining and no sign of showers
I regard the trees and grown wild flowers
Upon a golden horse, on a golden day
I must stay the course, or else lose my way
Walk to trot, and then trot to run
These are the gaits beneath the shining sun
Into the creek, a thirst to attend
The horse on which I sit, is now my new friend
At the end of the trail, a friendly horse I have kissed
and three hours of life, that will not be sorely missed
Three hours of trails a’blazing
Three hours that were simply amazing
Glaedr the poet
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