� MORE BUDDHA �
Boo's Page
� BOO POEMS �
MY PARTNER
� TOO QUICK TO JUDGE
SWIMMING THE HORSE
THE RIVER & I
� TOO QUICK TO JUDGE �
While I write this, I am
Sitting, Indian-style, in my
Driveway, barefooted.
My horse, the one I said
I'd never like, is standing
By my side, keeping watch.
Every once in a while, he snorts
Softly, sweetly, into my ear
Letting me know he's still here.
By all rights, by my actions,
He shouldn't be, I don't deserve
Him after all of my stupidity.
I can't believe that I ever forgot:
Sprocket, at first, was never what I wanted
Either. I was too quick to judge this one too.
� WRITTEN BY �
Written by me, June 2005
