An Ache in My Heart… and My Arm
July 2014
My heart aches to climb on my horse and go for a ride
But I can’t lift the saddle and mostly have to lie on my side
My arm on a pillow to reduce the swelling
After five weeks I’m quite tired of my dwelling
I feed twice a day and run my fingers through their hair
A couple more month seems a trite hard to bare
A walk in the pasture or down the drive
Is about all I can do, thankful I’m alive
Planning out my next move with Cash, wondering if I need to start over
Perhaps I only need to begin where we left, off but in a sturdier enclosure
My mind races and whirls
My nerve twitches and swirls
The pain still fresh
My dreams distress
But I know in my heart I will climb back on
It’s the air I need in the early dawn
To feel the wind on my face
As he and I dance in the midst of His grace.
