Llama Trekking at Moose River Farm

Llama Trekking at Moose River Farm
Activities at MRF; Fall 2021

Sunday, June 9, 2013

Exchanging Gifts

     Good Morning,
     With the passing of a diminutive chestnut gelding named Welby this week, the last ember from a childhood long ago has been extinguished.  The following poem expresses my thoughts in the final hours of this horse's life. 
Exchanging Gifts
Walking together for the very last time
Suddenly I am aware
Of the beauty in these last few moments
That we have to share

The birds are singing, and the leaves
appear to rustle along
Our feet step in perfect time
to the beat of this somber song

Donkeys tussle, Goaties browse
Horses munching hay
I would have missed all this
If you'd not asked to be on your way

In exchange for this lovely gift
I bid you a heartbreak farewell
The time has come to let you go
Just a brief wait now for Dr. Nightingale

Won't be long, Freedom is coming
And when it finally does
You'll fly up to join a herd of horses
That watch us from above

Our tears mingle in afternoon rain
That washes the earth clean
And when the sun peeks out later on
From our hearts your memory will gleam

In honor of Sir Welby, (1989-2013)
He was the topic of many past blog posts including the following:
Mayhem:Colic Part II
Boys and Horses
All Grown Up

Amy was 13 years old when she acquired an 8 year old Thoroughbred gelding of her very own.
Sir Welby was euthanized this week at age 24. 

1 comment:

  1. My heart is sorrowful.
    It is not fair that these beautiful creatures have such a short time with us on this earth.
    But their time is memorable and meaningful.
    And both of you have been blessed to have had this time together.
    Rest in Peace Sir Welby.