My First pony ride

Today I recall my first horse ride, that set me off on a lifetime love affair with our noble equine friends.

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When I first saw him, he stood gleaming in the sun.

I knew straight away that he was the one.

His white and brown coat; adorned with a flick of rust.

I knew in my heart immediately that I must.

I walked up to mum, I begged, this horse “I must ride.”

Yes, she said, and so with my best cowboy stride,

I headed out to where patiently he stood.

I patted him gently, his eyes beckoned I could.

I swung my leg over, in the stirrup my foot safely quartered,

And I rocked that tin horse over and forward.

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