“Somewhere in time’s own space
There must be some sweet pastured place
Where creeks sing on and tall trees grow
Some paradise where horses go,
For by the love that guides my pen
I know great horses live again. "
Trixie was my dads farm hack.
A good natured bay mare who produced lovely natured foals.
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