The Little Mare that Will

(This post was originally published for CavvySavvy.com)I worry that I am not going to know what to doWhere to start or how to beginI worry that you won't like methat you will see through meand take advantage of meI worry that I won't be patient enoughThat I won't be disciplined enoughThat I won't devote enough time to youI know there is so much you will teach meMuch more than I can teach youI know that you will put me in my place, and remind me to be humbleI know that I will be soreThat I will curse your nameYet go to bed at night, dreaming about riding youI know that you and I are going to fightI also know that you and I are going to be a teamYour gentle eyes remind me that I can do this, and you can tooLittle filly, I look forward to learning from youTo finding myself again; in the feel of your muscles, the scent of your hide, and The grace in your beautyI look to you for guidance, for although you might be young and small, you are mighty and full of leadershipI need that in my life right nowEven though I worry that I will mess everything upand am afraid that I am more than a little rusty when it comes to breaking coltsI know that you will teach me- if I just listen- and you will show me what to doBecause that is why you are herewhy God made our paths come togetherI need you and you need me, LucyI will lead you, trust you, and guide you as best as I can You will lead me, trust me, and guide me as best as you canand we will become one; a girl and her horse; a rider and her steedAnd we will love the journey together.