Photographic art by Julie Powell
The Colt’s Concern
Words by Leslie Noyes
I had a dream last night of galloping like the wind, of leaving your warm side and running with new friends.
Scary, it was, yet exhilarating, too, the further I ran the harder it was to find my way back to you.
You dreamed, my colt, of life as it should someday be. The time will come when you no longer have a need for me.
How will I know when the time is right to strike out on my own, a colt no more, instead a mighty stallion?
There’ll surely be false starts before you venture out; that day’s not set in stone, and we’re never free from doubt.
If it’s all the same to you, I’ll hang out here awhile longer, let my legs lengthen and my heart beat stronger.
Sweet son, stay until you’re ready in your body and your soul. I will gladly keep you close and proudly watch you grow.
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