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The very first horse I ever owned was a large chestnut Saddlebred with the even bigger name of Account Executive. I bought him off a show circuit and took him to the trails. You could almost see the joy he felt at being out in the woods and hills. This poem is called Sweet William (because Account Executive is an awful name). The day I put him to sleep at the ripe old age of 27 was one of the hardest in my life. Eulogy Breathe slow, my Sweet William, as you lay, sides heaving, body shuddering, on the rock-strewn paddock ground. Not even a warm, straw-bedded stall to rest your old bones in. The vet will come soon, my friend, to inject a

Every now and then I get a itch to write down my thoughts in poetic verse. The following was my first attempt at a sonnet. The meter is not quite right but I'm new at it :) The Day After Forever All God’s angels, all spirits heavenward, Conferred and conspired our souls to unite. By Love’s gentle touch, pain and loneliness cured, My heart now sings on wings fanned in flight. How do I explain so you’ll understand? You enter the room and coherent thought flees. The tremors I feel when you touch my hand Could alter vast landscapes and tremble the seas. A lifetime can’t convey all my heart holds within.   I&#8217