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Licorice

Squirt


Squirt and Trigger
Squirt was my Shetland / Arabian cross.
Licorice
was his Dam -we were glad they were able to be reunited to spend their final years
together.



Squirt and Blackjack
May the trail rise up to met you,
May the wind
be always at your back,
May the sun shine warm upon your face,
The snow
fall soft on the plains around you
In the hollow of His hand.
-Unknown-


When
you're young and you fall off a horse,
you may break something,
When you're
my age and you fall off,
You splatter.
-Roy Rogers-

When
you lay me to slumber no spot you can choose
But will ring to the rhythm of
galloping shoes
And under the daisies no grave be so deep
But the hoofs
of the horses shall sound in my sleep.
(From the poem "The Hoofs of
the Horses" by Will Ogilvie, Australian poet)



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