The Rocker
“This is a story of a horse. It could be a story of any horse, that grew up on a farm by a lake. This is a horse that used to run free on the wind blown fields in the late summer sunshine. A horse that galloped with elegance and grace, and seemed to have a special understanding with the person it gave permission to ride it. In the mornings its thick, long hide and coat was brushed, after which she enjoyed her morning portion of sweet smelling hay. Once bridled and saddled it would accompany her owner for a morning ride. The moist gravel from the small country track would make a subtle grinding sound as a host of sparrows would fly out of the thick hedge. It would sense a feeling of freedom as it started to take its first steps towards the open field. A special bond between the horse and its owner had been formed, a bond that lasted a lifetime and beyond… “
Do you know a story of a horse? Tell your story and make a unique rocking horse in its memory or in honour of him/her. What is its name and where did it grow up? What breed is it and what was the tone of its shiny coat?
