My Girls

The chestnut and the black mare.
People would often stop and stare.
What pretty ponies they would remark.
Shining in the sun, or glowing in the dark.

Both were shapely,
Their movement versatile.
Smarty could out run Abz
Over a quarter of a mile.

Best friends one day,
Enemies when fighting over hay.
Abzie was alpha mare,
Smarty would whine ’it’s not fair’.

Splashing together at the beach,
Smarty would cling to Abz like a leech.
Other times she’d go on her own,
While Abz would watch the waves and groan.

Sunbathing in the paddock,
Abz standing guard,
Smarty would relax
sleeping wasn’t hard.

Neighbours in stables,
Sisters in the paddock.
They had a herd of two.
Nothing could stop them,
if they came after you.

Carrots, Cuddles and Kisses.
Both enjoyed them all.
They would compete for attention.
Spring, Summer or fall.

In the winter when it was wet
Abz would love to get drenched.
Smarty hated mud on her feet.
Both would bicker until defeat.

What would I do without my girls?
Who would keep me company?
For if i lost one or both
I’d go completely crazy.

SmartAbz

My Girls

aimznabz

Joined February 2008

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