Buckskin Beauty

Behold the beauty of this magnificent creature
His kindness is his best feature
The feeling of flying when I am riding
I wouldn’t give it up for anything

The way he gallops around the barrels
The way he glides through the poles
The rhythmic beat of his hooves on the path
He doesn’t even have to do the math
He just gallops, glides, prances and dances

The way his tail swishes back-and-forth
He is my happiness source

This gelding is my love, my life
On his back is my paradise

Sometimes he is stubborn
Sometimes he is moody
But all the time he is my buckskin beauty