Tuesday, December 20, 2016


Ride a painted pony

Ride a painted pony
catch the wind, hang on tight
The pony does his best
to give you a nice ride

Ride a painted pony
He'll take you where you want 
Wherever you want to go
Up town, down town, or home

Ride a painted pony
You'll get to know him well
Perhaps the best friend yet
Feel his kiss slobber filled

Ride a painted pony
Some are painted colors
you've not dreamed, red, blue, green
This horse goes round and round

Ride a painted pony
Some will ride theirs to school
Really nice show and tell
Kids will love him, covet

Ride a painted pony
You will out live him sure
That's the plan God has set
Makes us love our pet more
_ _ _ _ 

Poem copyright, Jimmiehov,2016, All Rights Reserved


I'm logged with the Real Toads, Tuesday Platform, at
http://withrealtoads.blogspot.com/2016/12/the-tuesday-platform_20.html

11 Comments:

At Tuesday, December 20, 2016 8:09:00 PM, Blogger Margaret said...

My Grandmother took a cart and pony to elementary school in 1897ish ... I had a pony growing up. Lovely memories

 
At Tuesday, December 20, 2016 9:53:00 PM, Blogger brudberg said...

What a nice childhood memory. What a great thinking with the painted pony.

 
At Tuesday, December 20, 2016 10:11:00 PM, Blogger Sherry Blue Sky said...

Loved this, Jim. Our oldest horse is now 32..........and we have two young whippersnappers, feisty little gals...........

 
At Wednesday, December 21, 2016 3:54:00 AM, Blogger Rosemary Nissen-Wade said...

Cute!

 
At Wednesday, December 21, 2016 7:51:00 AM, Blogger Gillena Cox said...

Luv the nursery rhyme voice

Season's Blessings

much love...

 
At Wednesday, December 21, 2016 10:16:00 AM, Blogger Kerry O'Connor said...

Something in your poem reminds me of a song that was around when I was young.. Or maybe it reminds me of how much I liked riding painted ponies.

 
At Wednesday, December 21, 2016 10:49:00 AM, Blogger Bekkie Sanchez said...

Oh I love ponies and riding them! There was one pony my cousin had, Tiny, we rode that pony all over the farm he was a good pony. He did bite sometimes and once in awhile step on our toes. Hugs!

 
At Wednesday, December 21, 2016 11:28:00 AM, Blogger kaykuala said...

Some are painted colors
you've not dreamed, red, blue, green

They come in all shades of colors. This is reminiscent of the joys of painting and drawing!

Hank

 
At Wednesday, December 21, 2016 12:03:00 PM, Blogger Susie Clevenger said...

So darling...A joyful piece

 
At Thursday, December 22, 2016 5:45:00 AM, Blogger Other Mary said...

...let the spinning wheel spin.

 
At Friday, December 23, 2016 7:04:00 PM, OpenID razzamadazzle said...

Beautiful. I do wish they could live as long as us.

 

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