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AngelHorse
Do you know what it's like
to touch velvet?
Soft, smooth and falls in one direction.
That's what Black Velvet
was,
In every way perfection.
He danced the graceful art
of dressage,
So shiny and illusive, like a mirage.
The music would sound,
And out he would bound,
So smooth was his gait,
We almost cleared the ground.
Touching heaven through the
hooves of a horse,
Dancing and prancing, we were angels, of course.
Little did I know that
shortly he'd be,
A real angel in heaven now waiting for me.
The stars twinkle and
dance in the night sky,
As if to say, it's all right, don't cry.
I'm here in heaven, with
my Maker, I'm free,
Just passing the time, till you're here with me
By Pamela Bolding
Dedicated to our
AngelHorse
Mr. Joe Clark/Black Velvet
Rick, Pam and Amanda Bolding
were blessed to have this horse and miss him greatly. But, we know
he's running free with all the other angel horses in greener pastures. Run
on...Angel Horses!
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Mr. Joe Clark
