by Rebecca Write

Created on: August 11, 2010

To Kill a Friend

Sweet round eyes

And hair like gold

A gentle disposition

And a willing nature

Stronger than anyone I have ever known

What we have been through together

These last three years

Mountains of bandages

Five gallons of salve

Countless bottles of lotions, potions and sprays

Splints, wraps, maggots and duct tape

Yet through all these things

The light in your eyes never dimmed

Until this summer

After your first spring back in the pasture

I called the vet today

And after I get paid on Friday

He will meet us at the barn

The dream I had of your prosthetic

Will never come true

As any fool knows

Horses are not meant to have three feet

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