I don't want to do this, no you can't make me
Okay, I'll try, but please don't mistake me
My nerves are jumping, leaping almost
I feel as if I've just seen a ghost
Time to calm down and gather my thoughts
Now I'm ready, let's do some trots.Wait a minute! Trot! I can barely walk
His feet feel unstable and my darn jaw's locked!
I can barely see straight and I can't hold my breath
Help! I'm near the verge of an early death!
Ground holes are everywhere, my eyes stay glued
I'm not enjoying this ride, I haven't a clue.
I wish someone here could help ease my pain
But I'm keeping quiet, for I want them to gain
My misery is building, but alas we break
How are you doing? I'll live for goodness sake
Do you trust your horse? Well, I just don't know
I feel as if I am unable to grow.
So I catch my breath, well actually two
And find myself in a much better mood
I'm actually doing this at the trot
Up this hill, much more than I thought
As I go down, my confidence builds
But wait, just ahead, that sure not a field!
Oh no, here I go, crossing a stream
Please don't spook if I dreadfully scream
Here we go, through these tough grounds
We actually made it, by high leaps and bounds
Give me more hills, more terrain, more streams!
I know I can ride them, it just takes my dreams.
As my trail ride ends, I am quite relieved
That I actually made it, just never believed
For giving up control of my vicious fears
Allowed my horse to do what he dears
He took us through rocks and the thickest of brush
Never once was he coward, never once in a rush.
He carried me slowly, safely with stride
For he is an animal, one with great pride
His enormous strength and ability to ride
Gave me the confidence I needed, this is no lie
So I see horses now, not simply for trails
But as good friends, making us tough as nails.
© 1998 Marina Alcazar