Riding his Horse in the Snow
A terminally ill man, with not much time to spare,
A self-proclaimed “blessed man”, who was in our care,
A nasty brain tumor had taken away some of his mind,
But he remained positive, hopeful and undeniably kind,
He was sleeping a lot and had not much energy now,
Though an inspiration to us, an encourager somehow,
I asked him one day if he could do anything, what would it
be?
He answered with something so simple for me,
He would ride horses in the snow and that was his answer,
It was a core memory he had, not taken by cancer,
In his youth he rode his appaloosa in the snow,
Somewhere in heaven he is riding I know,
The point to this story is oh so clear,
Make core memories while you can, my dear.
Tammy Harvey
12/23/2025
