Ranchy
Running through the gate
Fast as I can
Horse went to buckin
Tried to ride her out
Could not hang on
I was bucked down
Nocked out black
Foced to get back on
Scared to death
Took months off after
Did not want to even smell a horse
Some friends talked me back on
Found my spark once again
Now I am running pro
Not a care in the world
When a horse gets to bucking
I dare them to buck me down
This poem is about:
Me