To Tim
Written & Contributed By
Kate Cheek

I love to canter, love to jump,

feel oxygen surge through my blood,

Intoxicates me with life,

I am free to fly.

Hooves skim the grass, adrenaline pumps,

Passage, Piaffe! I dance on air.

No weight at all -

I gallop on a layer of energy, my senses

Tuned to every smell and movement.

With every breath

I hold my world in my heart.

Written on the day of Tim's departure from this world
4th February 2003. Much loved, never forgotten.
Meet you at the Bridge, dear boy. Forgive me.