The Pit Pony Comments

Fine poem, Paul. It made me think of cattle in Orkney. They're kept in barns all winter then trucked out to open fields in spring. When they're released they bound and frolic with manifest joy. Your poem gives the pony's two weeks a similar flavor, all the more bittersweet for being so short.

Paul Gerard Reed, My goodness you gave this such life! I loved seeing hope in a rather grim situation. Willing and trusting...........for fifty weeks a year. This gives good context for me in the personal explanation within your poem................I was so pleased to know there was literally hope at the end of the tunnel for your fine little pony...............Blessings...........Kathy

Great, a wonderful read.