Old Man FinnA Poem by Tate MorganI pulled my horse up, turned around hoping to help him if I could Perhaps a stroke, his hip was broke he lie gasping against the woodOld man Finn Out on the track that fateful day I had just turned to train a mile When old man Finn, asked where I'd been could he tag along for awhile "Of course" I said, he turned his mare we set out for the quarter pole The leisured mile, we made in style a two forty clip was the goal
Reaching the quarter then the half we were on track to make the grade Three quarters down, I turned around to see man being measured, weighed Finn's mare was at a full gallop bitten by a horse fly I'd thought Over the rail, with Finn in trail their fates tied to the lessons taught
He'd been thrown over the withers came down hard on the limestone track Finn was quite old, cut of the mold of men who go forward not back I pulled my horse up, turned around hoping to help him if I could Perhaps a stroke, his hip was broke he lie gasping against the wood
We then took up a collection to help the old man convalesce Each of us knew, Finn's hopes were few as this made of his life a mess Kind and charmed I knew him to be many strapping sons to his name Sadly those then, who knew him when said life would never be the same
I had saved a little money a sizable sum for a lad As I was young, my life unsung I had given them all I had My father seemed a bit upset "I can't believe you sometimes son Hard as it is, in the horse biz why give away all that you've won"
Each of us knew the hardships then we shared part and parcel the same But as a boy, I took no joy in most truths of that deadly game I ran my horse four days later the Finn's drove in every race My mare set back, end of the pack that night circled the field in place
All of them laughed as I rode by hell they might just as well have waved Each of them smiled, faces beguiled yet they were all so well behaved That night his boys were good to me I grinned as I knew I'd been played Cut of the core, that taught me more from pioneer stock they were made © 2019 Tate MorganAuthor's Note
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Added on September 16, 2012Last Updated on August 5, 2019 Tags: poetry AuthorTate MorganMarion , OHAboutAvailable from Amazon XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX I am a product of the Midwest. Raised on the plain states of North America. I was nurtured on a .. more..Writing
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