T 'was A Ride before Christmas

T'was a ride before Christmas, and all through the barn,

not a creature was stirring, no cause for alarm.

The hand made stockings were hung by the tack room with care;

in hopes that our Secret Santa's soon would be there.

The day had surprised us and turned out to be bright,

Snow was forcasted and to my delight, my day off was so pleasant to visit the mare and to ride, upon driving through the gate I did spy; 

The horses were NOT all nestled in the stalls for the weather;

but all sunning themselves in fields and paddocks...not a  tether!

Me in my warm winter Breeches and boots ,

 the mare looking on in her blanket of freshely applied muddy, brown goo.

I fetched her in a flash, and tacked up just as fast, not wanting to waste another minute...of stealing back a day from winters grip and to own it!

The ground was soft and warm from the sun's glow,

which gave the mare pause, so we decided to go slow.

After hand walking through all the gates,

unto the mounting stump , the joy of seeing  the mare wait.

With a hop up and a jump on, she looked ahead only;

so as the tightening of the calf and upright sit,

we walked right away,wholly!

~ On Wa mare good mare you are;

walking past all the stumps that might scare,

 only to have a pleased, soft eye stepping forward with out care!

As we cantered the first road with a loose rein,

the mare blew her nostrils out and such a thrill;

my joy, my sighs and laughter as I rode,

 a cayenne chocolate pony, with a dark chocolate mane!

Washashe mare dawned her striped blanket off her hind end,

as she strode through crisp airs of December and then;

as her head bobbed this way and that cheerfully going,

this mare enjoyed this Christmas ride so much~

 she showed no sign of slowing.

Riding along the soft trails I thought;

how glorious, how wondrous and how blessed,

my throat caught...

To have such pleasure and to be where we were,

made praises come rise up in my heart and voice, aloud I did sing,

just as the jingle bell's song on my mare's saddle, did ring.

Counting my blessings I began with a chuckle and grin,

as I rode a Cayenne and dark chocolate pony in a God filled land .
A simple prayer and praise rose up through my grin, and the mare gave me a wink as we stopped by a pond.

I allowed her a bite and rest, before we strode on~

Jingle ~jangle my bell rang out as we went,

 away into the gifted day, the Cayenne, dark chocolate mare and me took to be  heaven sent.

The prayer, the priase, the song we knew, 

 to be such JOY- Of- LIFE- God's Christmas gift~ rising again anew!

Please join with the mare and me to gleen such a sight;

as seen deep within, a heart kept right.

These gifts and more to be found  and felt light,

HAPPY CHRISTMAS TO ALL, AND TO ALL A GOOD NIGHT!