On a beautiful sunny day
Peering beyond piles of hay
In the patch of strawberries
There I saw her majestic full glory
A beautiful auburn mare…
Challenging, ‘if I would dare’
Walk up to her I did and I saw her blink
Was it? Or was it a wink?
Sweating under a sun burning hotly
Looking at me she neighed softly
Her mane flowing, a long bushy tail
Inviting to help me find the Holy Grail?
As I mounted, she let go a soft kick
Off she went galloping at a full lick
We sped along the mountains and valleys
Cobbled roads and narrow alleys
Till silence overcame, wind fell and all was quiet
Like calmness restored after a violent riot
Shh…shh, I stroked her into calmness
Patting her neck gently and then a caress
As I got off her, a look from her of sorrow
Kissing her jowls, I said ‘shall meet again tomorrow’
As I look back, I see her still standing there
A silent tear I did see, I can swear
I decided to call her ‘Aubrey
In the patch of strawberry’

Till we meet again…
In solitude shall she remain.