Yesterday-Today-Tomorrow-Forever

"Yesterday, for the first time, I was too tired to ride Yesterday, for the first time, I was afraid I would be hurt if I was thrown Yesterday, for the first time, I heard someone say my barn was too shabby Yesterday, for the first time, I let someone tell me I was too pudgy to ride Yesterday, for the first time, I realized I was old Yesterday, for the first time, I had to face that I could no longer keep up Yesterday, for the first time, I had to let go of my dreams Yesterday, for the first time, I felt my heart break Yesterday, for the first time, I turned my back on my friend

Yesterday, for the first time, I knew I was done

Today, for the last time, I felt warm, braided leather in my hands. Today, for the last time, I ran my stirrups up so they wouldn't bang my mare's sides Today, for the last time, I released the buckles on the girth and watched my girl sigh Today, for the last time, I slowly dropped the bit so it wouldn't hit her teeth Today, for the last time, I gave my mare a cookie to thank her for the ride Today, for the last time, I buried my head in her soft, warm neck Today, for the last time, I inhaled the sun and the dust in her long winter coat Today, for the last time, I closed the gate and trudged to the muddy porch Today, for the last time, I tracked hay and horse hair into my house Today, for the last time, I pulled off my boots and felt the sting of warm blood returning to my cold toes

Today, for the first time, I cried after my ride Today, for the first time, I felt my hands shake as I set the saddle on its rack Today, for the first time, I hugged my young trainer a final goodbye Today, for the first time, I waited for the new owner's trailer to arrive Today, for the first time, I set my boots in a box to go to the Goodwill Today, for the first time, I sighed at the wear on my riding gloves Today, for the first time, I had no hay in my hair Today, for the first time, I did not hear nickering when I opened my back door Today, for the first time, I felt worse leaving the barn that I did when I entered Today, for the first time, I had no one to check on before going to bed

Tomorrow, for the first time, I won't have to buy hay Tomorrow, for the first time, I can stay in bed longer Tomorrow, for the first time, I won't see the poop pile grow Tomorrow, for the first time, I won't be able to fly on four legs Tomorrow, for the first time, I will be sorry I listened Tomorrow, for the first time, I will regret letting her go Tomorrow, for the first time, I will be angry at God Tomorrow, for the first time, I will be angry at myself Tomorrow, for the first time, I will cry the day away Tomorrow, for the first time, I will be glad to die

Day after tomorrow, for the first time, I will awaken in tears Day after tomorrow, for the first time, I will know I was wrong Day after tomorrow, for the first time, I will defy all the judgement Day after tomorrow, for the first time, I will ignore my old bones Day after tomorrow, for the first time, I will return the buyer's check Day after tomorrow, for the first time, I will bring my friend home Day after tomorrow, for the first time, I will take my boots out of the box Day after tomorrow, for the first time, I will be reborn

For the rest of my life, I will have a horse in my yard For the rest of my life, I will ignore the cruel judging For the rest of my life, I will watch the poop pile grow For the rest of my life, I will have hay in my hair For the rest of my life, I will track mud in my house For the rest of my life, I will bury my face in her soft neck For the rest of my life, I will let my soul fly For the rest of my life, I will never be alone."