When I am an old Horsewoman

I shall wear turquoise and diamonds, and a straw hat that doesn't suit me.
And I shall spend my social security on red wine and carrots,
And sit in the alley-way of my barn
And listen to my horses breathe.
I will sneak out in the middle of a summer night,
And ride the old bay gelding,
Across the moonstruck meadow
If my old bones will allow.

And when people come to call,
I will smile and nod as I walk past the gardens to the barn
and show instead the flowers growing inside - stalls fresh-lined with straw.
I will shovel and sweat and wear hay in my hair as if it were jewels.
And I will be an embarrassment to all,
Who will not yet have found the peace in being
free to have a horse as a best friend,
A friend who waits at midnight hour
With muzzle and nicker and patient eyes.
For the kind of woman I will be

When I am old.

                                                                                     -Author Unknown

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