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In Loving Memory of Cheyanne
I wrote this poem in the
loving memory of my beautiful mustang, Cheyanne.
In heaven we will meet again.
Never
Forget
All this loneliness I
feel,
It tears me apart piece by piece,
My thoughts can only be on you,
The only thing left to do is cry.
My heart feels empty and weak,
You were my last and best friend,
A kind that could understand me,
You took all my pain away as I rested my head on your shoulder.
But now this sorrow will never fade away,
It's hard to deal with the pain of losing you everywhere I go,
But somehow I'm doing,
I can't smile when I see old friends and I'm all alone,
Still harder livin' with this regret,
If I could do this all over,
I would love you again and never let you go,
I would tell you all the things I left unspoken.
I know when I look up towards the sky,
You look back at me and call out a nicker,
Someday I will move on,
As the wind blows by,
It whispers to me,
"Never forget..."
By Alexandra
Lewis
During the summer of 2004, my mom was looking in the classifieds. She
found one that said, "Yearlings: mustang filly" and a whole bunch of others.
That August, while I was on vacation with my Dad and little sister, my mom
went to Toronto to look at her. Of course she decided to purchase
her.
This was my very first horse.
She was transported on September 12, 2004. For two months she was boarded
at a stable until October. Realizing the people didn't feed her, we found
another barn. She stayed there till my dad cut down trees in my backyard,
and built the little barn for her during the summer of 2005.
She seemed happy, just lonely.
So this February, my Mom purchased another horse who she named Nevada
Esperanza who is a Mustang from, as you guessed it, Nevada. So this kept
her company.
But by April, we noticed
she had diarrhea. This seemed normal because she had it before. But then
a few days later, she kept on rolling and wanting to lie down constantly.
I knew something was wrong. After trying to keep her on her feet, it seemed
nothing would work. My mom called the vet and when she came she did the things
she needed to do. This was May 2nd.
Two days later, a different
vet came on May 4th. He did more things to her. He left a tube in her nose
to drain out her stomach because her small intestine had leaked into it.
But she was looking horrible. Mostly in pain that is. So when he came back
that night, it seemed there was nothing left to do. The decision was
made.
Cheyanne had to be put down
because she had small intestinal volvulus. Even if she had surgery,
she still might have had a chance of getting it again and it also cost a
lot of money. In my heart I still remember her, and whenever I think
I'm missing her, all you have to do is remember.
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Cheyanne
