|My daughter & Oberon|
Cardinal reds, rose, and wine -
apricot oranges, coral, and peach -
amber yellows, canary, and ash
freckle our mountainside
and frolic upon woodland's pond.
Summer has melted into fall,
squirrels sound like bears,
and leaves spiral down -
their swan song about our shoulders
and beneath our feet
all in rhythm, or so it seems,
to my pony's four beat gait.
by Margaret Bednar, October 22, 2017
|My daughter and Oberon|
This is linked with "Imaginary Garden with Real Toads - Weekend Mini Challenge - Micro Poetry" My daughter and I currently drive an hour to the barn - that is a two hour round trip and we go out no less than three times a week - usually five. A barn just 15 or so minutes away is now under new management and I am so excited as we checked it out and we will be moving there within a week. We will have a fantastic indoor arena, a nice big outdoor, and mountain trails. To be able to see Oberon every day will be wonderful!