The Ride At Twilight
I slipped out
To the barn one night,
'Cause I just couldn't rest.
I slipped on my boots,
And on my hat,
And latched the door
Real tight.
Next I ran across the yard,
Down the lane,
And scaled the fence.
Once in the barn,
I switched on the light.
Then I saddled up my mare,
And rode into the night.
I rode hard,
We rode long,
Me, my horse, And I.
I feel the wind
As we whip around,
The thunder of hoofbeats
Is the only sound,
Beneath the silvery moon.
We Leap a stream,
And dodge a tree.
Hurricane is lathered with sweat,
And off her rises steam.
She suddenly halts!
She's suddenly alert!
Her ears swivel back,
And now forth,
Standing stock still,
She listens-
A sound makes her spook!
She takes off with
Me, herself, and all!
She's heared the cry -
A wildcat's call!
She races from jeopardy,
At a frighening flow.
By tightening up the slack
In the reigns,
I manage to make her slow.
Now we walk around the corner,
And lo!
What do we find?
'Tis just a wildcat cub,
An orphan left behind.
I dismount,
And walk around,
To where he does lie.
When I look upon him,
I find,
That he is yet blind.
The cub is hungry,
Lone,
He's mine.
I try to mount,
But side stepping,
She shies.
My cub, my mare,
And I-
We're safe
And sound.
We are in need of rest.
So I mount,
Facing West.
We follow the silver lining,
Homeward bound.
poem by Macy Dvirnak
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