A horse on a hill
Past the old railroad tracks
Just up the road
From the broken-down shack
I walked through the churchyard
In the overgrown grass
Alone with my grief
That old horse I did pass
He meandered up to me
No saddle to ride
Just a horse with no keeper
Now a friend by my side
We walked slowly along
Lost in sadness and thought
We traveled a path
To the stream I was brought
My mother's reflection
I glimpsed in the water
A moment in time
That we shared together
The lonely old horse
My friend for the day
Brought peace to my soul
In his quiet old way
A gift I was given
From a horse on a hill
A glimpse of my mother
In the water so still
The horse then retreated
In his slow, tired way
To his spot on the hill
His magic spent for the day
A horse on a hill
In my grief helped me see
The reflection of my mother
Was my mother in me
The Death Of My Mom
A Horse On A Hill
Published by Family Friend Poems May 1, 2024 with permission of the Author.
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ABOUT THE POET:
Ms. Sheroan’s mother and brother are often her poetic muses, though she occasionally explores writing creatively about life, love and nature. Ms. Sheroan enjoys sketching and gardening in her free time. She’s a fan of period romance movies. She lives in Indianapolis and is “mom” to her stunning German Shepherd and...