I remember riding down the trails, hearing the hoof beats on the ground.
I remember how it'd just stopped raining, and how fresh and clean the air had smelled.
I remember how perfect i thought it was, until i turned and saw the worse.
I remember how he struggled to keep standing
How he just kept going, to get us back to camp.
I remember how every minuted felt like an hour.
I remember the relief of getting to camp but the fear of him dieing.
I remember the sound he made when he collapsed, and running to see him.
I remember the way the smell of hay and his sweat hit me like a bullet.
I remember how my heart crumbled at the sight of him
And i still remember how everyone was yelling, saying get a vet
How their voices faded, dieing to the background only hearing his wheezing
only seeing him lie there, paralyzed, struggling to hold on to what seemed the last seconds of he's life.
I remember when i saw his savior coming to help him
She'd put the iv in and said that's all she could do.
I remember her taking Clifford's money.
I remember how her last words pierced my ears deteriorating my heart to nothing.
She'd said he wouldn't make it.
I remember that lump in my throat.
I remember falling to my knees.
feeling no hope at all.
running my hand down his neck only to feel the warm liquid of his blood where they'd stuck the iv in,
and then said he'd die.
I remember when everyone gave up
how it was just me and Clifford helping him
i knew he had to survive, he couldn't just die on me.
I remember how every hour dragged on through the night.
And i remember every time he struggled to turn over I'd have to put his blankets back on him to keep him warm.
I remember his head in my lap still wheezing.
I remember seeing the sun come up
and the warmth of it on our skin
enough warmth to take the chill away.
The feel of the dew under us.
I'd remembered how they said he wouldn't get better and they were right.
I remember the emptiness i felt inside
and the feel of defeat.
I remember what i thought was going to be the last time i seen him.
I remember when they put him in the trailer
and when he got to his spot, how his muscles had rippled as he fell
and how the trailer rumbled.
I remember closing the door
wanting to float of the earth and just forget.
I remember my horse putting his head on my shoulder
the feel of his soft fur against my cheek,
telling me he was there for me.
I remember how i had to ride that day .
I remember that was my most depressing ride of my life.
-This poem is about one of the horses that i've worked with, im happy to say that he did survive, but he'll never be able to do so much like the others. Although he's owner feels the need to take him on a two month ride, and i don't know how that will go, seeing how i wont be there :'( -
