Emily
With horses over seven,
This place is like heaven.
Where I feel close to God and friends,
My happiness never ends.
With Helen and Steve by my side,
I learn about God and how to ride.
The beautiful trails,
And the horses flowing tails,
As we ride across the green plains,
We stay close to our horse manes.
You ask where this happens,
It happens at Hope Reins.
Me and the gang go out to play,
And Helen watches closely so we won't go astray.
Camp-outs, picnics, performances,
and lessons.
You're high above the rest,
Helen, you;re the best!
She is like a mother to all of us I know,
So I wrote this just to show,
WE LOVE YOU!
Emily
