by: Stacy Blackhall
Originally printed in the Riding 4 Life 'Round Up' newsletter in June 2006
Before the days of lessons and before the barn was raised
A Dreamer sat on horseback and into the future gazed
Before the horses came here and before the clients too
A Dreamer sat on horseback and watched her dreams come true
She saw a running river and bridge that spanned its flow
And the Dreamer knew the bridge was safe to cross and so
Without looking behind her and without a map to guide
The Dreamer crossed the river and stepped to the other side
There a Ranch spread out before her; its acres broad and free
And the Dreamer looked beyond into what only she could see
She saw the rolling hills and the field of standing hay
The Dreamer saw the horses and the children hard at play
But something here was different; something was not the same
These were children the Dreamer knew, all playing a brand new game
The horses too were different; they had a special air
The Dreamer saw relationships between each happy pair
A boy who did not talk asked his horse to walk and whoa
The Dreamer watched in awe as he made his pony go
A girl who always cried and screamed foully at everyone
Well the Dreamer saw her laugh and actually have some fun
The sun began to sink and fields filled with a glow
The Dreamer was disappointed but she knew that she must go
So she crossed the running river and the bridge that lead to home
And the Dreamer left the children on the Ranch to roam
Before the days of lessons and before the barn was raised
A Dreamer sat on horseback and into the future gazed
Before the horses came here and before the clients too
A Dreamer sat on horseback and watched her dreams come true
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