The Mare and I
Georgia on my mind, I remember a song the sweetness of
America,
I have never been there but once I was in Huston, Texas, my
ship
was there for repairs. I rented a car and drove deep into
the countryside which was hot and dry Just like in a western
movie,
I stopped at a dud farm and they gave an old mare to ride.
When tired of riding the mare and I walked side by side along
dusty
tracks and tumbleweeds and I thought of Indians who lived
here
and left no history behind other than baddies in western
movies.
Both the mare and I knew while there might be historic
changes and
upheaval, human nature remains the same; it is about war and
peace,
love, hate and jealousy...and finally death. But not quite
that, above
all there is dignity and respect for life. Texas has a big sun and it was
setting. “Home on the ranch” a song remembered. Time to get
back
to the ocean and admire the dolphins and listen to their
song.
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