Thursday, March 25, 2010

A Poem From The Heart of Joyce


In Memory of Sunrise Surprise
Born 200 years from the birth of the U. S. A.
Sunrise was a surprise
Born at sunrise 1976, June 25
Little wobbly legs and a big blaze face
A natural fox trotter
Chestnut and pretty as could be
He came to live in Windyville
At the age of two
Gentle and a one man horse
Oh how he could buck
When someone else sit astride
His master was all that could ride
Many a trails we rode with him in the lead
Commanche and Lady followed at their speed
The beautiful Sunrise Surprise
He took sick one eve at five
A long rainy night of pain he survived
The vet came and sadly said
"Sunrise is very sick."
So at 8 a.m. he left this old hill
Riding in the heavens on high
He's free from the pain and hurt
He endured in his life on Earth
Commanche, his old pal of 29 years is so sad today
As we are all that he had to go away
On December 4, 1999
Forever on Windyville hill, his memory will stay
But the beautiful Sunny will have to leave today
Joyce
A treasured poem. Adios

1 comment:

T. Powell Coltrin said...

This is wonderful prose. Makes me a little sad, but glad we get to spend time with special ones.