Lovely . . . Meeting up, remembering . . . Wondering . . . Good and great heart you have My Gail . . .
October 31, 2015 at 8:00 AM
Who whispers to horses
And talks to all animals
Her family adopted her
When she was five
From Russia
And when she grew
An American mind
They kicked her out
To sink or swim
We were friends
When we met
Me, old, wrinkled and gray
She of blonde hair
And laughing eyes
She talked
To my horses
My dogs,
And me
Today both delighted
With our unplanned meet
Laughed and hugged
Hugged and laughed
Told our tales of living
And loving
And growing on our own
Her daughter talks to horses
And her son loves dogs
We
Wondered
But spoke not
Why
Her
Parents
Threw
Her
Away
11 Comments
Close this window Jump to comment formGood morning, it is wonderful to meet a new friend. Great story. I can not imagine a parent giving up a child like that, it had to be a hard decision.
Have a happy Friday and weekend!
October 30, 2015 at 5:24 AM
again i am having trouble deciding if this is something you did or if it is another fiction from your mind. a sad story which ever it is.
October 30, 2015 at 6:52 AM
Sad yet a happy story to . Have a good weekend !
October 30, 2015 at 7:17 AM
Lovely poem with a tinge of sadness and a huge dollop of 'overcoming the odds'.
October 30, 2015 at 7:29 AM
Why would anyone toss aside someone that special?
October 30, 2015 at 8:33 AM
You got talent!!
October 30, 2015 at 8:45 AM
Great post, "I saw a Friend".
Filled with emotion, a friend like this is a friend for life.
October 30, 2015 at 12:03 PM
Oh my, how is that possible? Can't imagine. Thanks for sharing.
October 30, 2015 at 12:43 PM
That is very poignant.
Lynne x
October 30, 2015 at 1:09 PM
Wonderful piece, Gail. :)
October 31, 2015 at 12:05 AM
Lovely . . .
Meeting up, remembering . . .
Wondering . . .
Good and great heart you have My Gail . . .
October 31, 2015 at 8:00 AM