A Depressive’s Horse

But to ride upon a horse
is amazing…
Just you and the mighty mustang,
ranging out along the road.
To gallop home to pastures,
then find warmth from out the cold.
The barn dance; the colts prance
and kick and buck,
like their lifeforce is glad.
The horses are the best friends
she knew she had.

They were her teachers
in hope
and it being
completely and resolutely okay
to be utterly, totally sad.

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