Caroling
on Horseback
High notes of
laughter
And Christmas
carols
Echoed across the
frozen lake
As eight girls on
horseback
Left the woodland
trail.
Bundled against
December’s bitter cold,
We went caroling,
caroling,
Through the
falling snow.
High school
girlfriends
Sharing the joys
of the season---
Riding fat, furry
horses that tossed pretty heads
And snorted great
plumes of steam.
The horse’s warmth
rose from shaggy coats
Up through our
legs---We were glad
We’d left the
saddles behind.
Sleigh bells
jingle-jingled as hooves squeaked
And crunched along
snow-packed roads.
Girlfriends on
horseback, wrapped in woolen hats
And scarves,
clutching songbooks with mittened hands.
We gathered in
front of homes and farmhouses,
Lifting our voices
against snow-laden hills.
Joy To The World
and Let There Be Peace--
Ring out ye Silver
Bells.
Deck The Halls
with mirth and merry;
We sang The First
Noel.
Neighbors were so
delighted
By this most
unusual sight---
Eight girlfriends
on fat, furry horses,
Heralding
Christmas, ‘cross fields of pure white.
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