Mother

{Mother}

Sand flies,

A black blur,

She stands in the middle,
Green eyes watching the beast that runs around her.
Her body is big and strong to support the ones she loves.

In boots, jeans and t-shirt.
She guides the beast around the arena,
Making her ride into a dance.

A robust dance of will, perseverance and strength.

Animal and rider testing each others limits.

I watch them dance,
Closely surveying her every move.
Trying to learn her secrets.

I copy her movements,
But my beast and I end up looking like fools.

Oh! how i yearn for her years of knowledge!

My teacher,

My friend,

My loved one,

MY MOTHER