Amarrilla

by Deana   May 6, 2009


Amarilla

Amarilla, to the garden
At daybreak we will stroll
Arabian king upon your back
I live stories from days of old

Flowers to lace into your mane
I grow them just for you
You are the one who carries me
On days my world is blue

A coat as white as falling snow
Fairytale games we play
Lie beside the tulips
In a garden this sunny day

Stroking gently your silken coat
Your eyes close in sleep
So pure in your devotion
My secrets you're sure to keep

Among the flowers I talk to you
Of dreams that can't come true
You nuzzle close and sympathize
My peaceful days with you

Those days are gone, but when I dream
I see you running free
On your back an angel
that looks a lot like me

I hope there is a garden
In heaven where you are
Amarilla, I'll always see you
Gods beautiful shooting star.

Dedicated to my Arabian horse
Amarilla. who lived a long and happy life, and will never be forgotten.

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  • 14 years ago

    by Rachel RTVW

    Beautiful imagery and good flow in this wonderful remembrance. Animals can become like part of the family and what makes them great is they can never repeat what you say! Sorry for your loss.

  • 14 years ago

    by Ray Smallshaw

    I to love this poem it is a strange how animals can mean so much to us and your poem certainly hold that sentiment. I think your stallion must of been very lucky to have had an owner who love him some much and he is probably waiting for you to ride him in the future.
    I leave all the technical stuff to my on site favourite poet Tasteless whose knowledge transcends mine a million times and whose poetry is a treat. 5/5 Ray S

  • 14 years ago

    by Ingrid

    Those days are gone, but when I dream
    I see you running free
    On your back an angel
    that looks a lot like me

    ^^^
    This stanza really tugs on my heart strings:)

    What a beautiul dedication, Deana.
    As a child I used to ride horses too and these creatures are so magnificent and pure, you just gotta love 'em!

    Love the poem, going into my favs:)

    *hugs*

    5/5 Ingrid
    ps: mine was about the white horse called cocaine, so..a very different kind of horse:)

  • 14 years ago

    by Lu

    Such a beautiful dedication Deana. Such beautiful imagery in this piece you've penned.

    Those days are gone, but when I dream
    I see you running free
    On your back an angel
    that looks a lot like me
    ^^^
    Beautiful stanza Deana !!!!

  • 14 years ago

    by anand singh

    Though sad this is a beautiful dedication to one of Gods wonderful creation.
    Sorry for your loss my friend and though sad, this was beautifully penned.
    Paul...

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