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Ode to My Barefoot Lexington, part 2 |
May 8, 2011 |
Reviewer:
Anonymous Person from USA
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He sighed in relief, put his head down in delight, Quit gnashing his teeth, and got all soft and light. For me in the saddle, I can only exclaim, It felt like cheating it was so easy to maintain Correct balance, posture, and security did prevail, For comfort of horse and rider was in every detail. Deep lovely seat, perfect width in the twist, Holy cow! Why can’t all saddles feel just like this? The very next day, part two came to unfold, When I felt his back over for sore spots untold. None could be found, so onward I pressed, Tacked, lunged, and remounted, he did not resist.
Once more, this cranky gelding relaxed in repose, Got right to work and dove down through his nose. Freed up his gaits and was light on his feet, He was happy to move, and I was happy to seat.
What better end to this tale of equestrian forays, Then sharing with folks who know of the glorys Of riding in harmony, on horses who understand That riding can be heaven for both beast and for man!
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