Horses with tales and tails -- a "Tribute to Minnie Poem #2" for the Sunday Muse

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                A Horse Tale 

        When I was young, it seems perhaps 

        Perhaps I grew up on a horse 

        Horses were in my small family 

        We had four horses and four folks 

        Probably when a little kid I rode 

        Riding "my" horse behind my dad 

        The four were Bell, Bird, Bess, and Min  

        Mom rode Minnie, Dad rode Bessy 

        And soon I was riding Minnie 

        Rode her in the field cutting burrs 

        And when I went to high school 

        I rode Minnie there, joined some more 

        The barn held six, Min was seven 

        Tied her to a tree for the day 

       'Neath a shade tree for her to rest 

        That fall one left, Min had a stall 

        At the corner three girls would join 

        One on a bike, two with horses 

        I taught Minnie to jump small streams 

        We rode in rain and snow, three miles 

        Grade eleven I went to town 

        Finished high school Min was alone 

        Can't remember how Minnie fared 

        She was there I left for college 

        When I was grown ponies I bought 

        In my garage right now, Mustangs 

        Ponies are old, antiques to care 

        These horses would drink gasoline 

        Mom's ride will be fifty next year 

        My retirement gift twenty-five 

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 - Bottom Photo and Poem Copyright, Jimmiehov 2005 (https://jimmiehov.blogspot.com/2005/12/me-and-my-buddy-me-and-my-buddy-we.html ) and 2023, All Rights Reserved  

 - I am linked with Carrie for top Photo prompt, at the Sunday Muse #260 (this was to be the last Sunday Muse but there will be one more),    

    https://thesundaymuse.blogspot.com/2023/05/sunday-muse-260.html 

 - In remembrance, Shay, a co-host chose this horse for Sunday Muse #82 (URL), I was not writing with the Muse group back then 

 - This will be a "tribute" to Minnie, the second, it is all true, she was a wonderful horse. (Tribute to Minnie #1)  I don't know her end of life,  I may write another Horse Tale for my growing up, there were several more in my life.  And there would be a line, two or more, of Minnie.  Her ride with Dad to town, seven miles one way, in a BLIZZARD, roads closed, to get Mom some medicine.

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