A scramble of hooves
a thump as she falls
thwarted by ancient bones.
And still she comes
And still she comes
a rider again
to a place she owned.
to a place she owned.
I scoop her up
and she knows her way
to a spot still live and warm.
And still she comes
And still she comes
a rider again
to a place she owned.
to a place she owns.
She nestles and purrs
a kitten again
safe tonight in the night.
And still she comes
And still she comes
a rider again
to a place she owns.
to a place she owns.
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