Last night I started a poem in my head when I was trying to go to sleep...what to do?
1) Go to sleep and hope to remember all my brilliance in the morning...or
2) Get out of bed as quietly as possible, grab pen and notepad that just happen to be on the night stand without knocking all the other crap off, sneak into the bathroom, close the door in epic, silent slow motion, turn on the light, be blinded just a little, and then sit down on the closed toilet seat and scribble the poem down as quickly as is humanly possible...all while hoping my husband doesn't think I'm in there texting my boyfriend. (He would never think that. We're both way too lazy to keep up that kind of scheme!)
Well obviously I chose #2. #1 would have been way too hard!
Here is the poem about one of my favorite places on earth...
Hay Creek Finery
Hay Creek Ranch is a place like no other
In fact, you'll want to write home to your mother
You'll ask to stay, to never leave
The fun and the beauty are too much to believe
There are horses and dogs
Kittens and frogs
Good coffee and smiles that never end
Campfires and s'mores and new lifelong friends
Out on the trails you can ride and ride
Your horse'll go through the water, no matter how wide
You can saddle up, sit back, see what God's given you
When you come to Hay Creek, that's all you can do
You'll come in with your horse, and a bit of free time
And you'll always leave knowing that, "It'll be fine!"
Hay Creek Ranch is my parents' place where people can go to ride their horses in the Black Hills. Part of my reason for loving it so much is my love for my parents. But honestly, I'd be hard pressed to find anyone who doesn't think they're awesome. If you have horses (or if you don't) and you would like to see the Black Hills, check out their website at http://www.haycreekranch.net. They also have a winter camp in Arizona. You can link to that on their main page. Or you can check them out on Facebook at Hay Creek Ranch Horse Camp.
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