It May Not Seem Fair
She was part
Of what held
This family together
When it didn't want or
Didn't think it needed
To be held
Now she tells me
Of growing up on the ranch
In the early nineteen hundreds
Why their father left
Coming by with money
Putting in a couple days of work
Then heading back out
As the held together
Four young girls and their mother
On a ranch
Needing at least
Two stong men
Just to hold the horses
Horses that were halter broke
Yet still needed to learn
To repond
To the bridles
Givin instructions
They needed
To be taught
But never question way
They would turn
Trot canter pause
Cut gallop or stop short
When they felt
The pull in their mouths
The slap on their flanks
Expected to be saddled
Carry pull
And be ridden
For the rest of
Their lives
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poem by Tom J. Mariani
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