The Lonely Horse

A LONELY horse stands in a field - no longer required
By The Newsroom
Published 21st Dec 2010, 16:00 BST
Updated 7th Jun 2018, 21:15 BST

Done its lifetime of work and has to be retired.

Sometimes someone comes along, pats it and calls its name

When the weather’s very bad - no-one - what a shame.

Cheer up lonely pensioners - keep warm, have a good meal every day

Think of the horse in a draughty field with only grass and dry hay.

Once when camping a horse came into our bell tent at night

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Next morning he’s blowing bubbles in a soapy bowl - what a sight.*

Neigh, neigh, went the horse as we packed our tents and went home

Looking back he was standing where the tents were - all alone.

*Camp was at Hooe Village with local boys during the 1950s.

JE “OLD JACK” BRAIDEN

Buckholt Lane

Sidley