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As I got closer to the barn I saw My horse standing patiently in the straw. I stroked her back gently and thought, of everything that I’d been taught . To be too lazy to tighten the saddle, if the horse seemed to hard to handle. I knew I’d fall as soon as I mounted,
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As I got closer to the barn I saw My horse standing patiently in the straw.
I stroked her back gently and thought, of everything that I’d been taught
To be too lazy to tighten the saddle, if the horse seemed to hard to handle.
I knew I’d fall as soon as I mounted, Because I’ve fallen many times not counted.
I looked up to see, Shining bridles hanging by threes.
I fingered the cold metal and leather, wondering which one would be better.