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For Love and Horses
Mud and grit paint hand,
Feel burs and goat heads,
Stab into hands as mend plastic ditch.
Instead of ocean view,
Surf and sand between toes,
Walking with lover and best friend.
I'm wrestling,
With life giving water,
On to field of alfalfa.
I love her,
She loves horses,
We love horses.
About the Author: Brian Bucks lives on a small horse ranch in Western Nebraska and is a husband, father, electrical engineer, and poet.
Mud and grit paint hand,
Feel burs and goat heads,
Stab into hands as mend plastic ditch.
Instead of ocean view,
Surf and sand between toes,
Walking with lover and best friend.
I'm wrestling,
With life giving water,
On to field of alfalfa.
I love her,
She loves horses,
We love horses.
About the Author: Brian Bucks lives on a small horse ranch in Western Nebraska and is a husband, father, electrical engineer, and poet.
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