Team Penners
The Sun is still sleeping, nothing but
footsteps on the way to the barn

Wide open prairie stretched out like a welcome mat.
Weathered trails wait, neither horse, nor rider or trail is intimated.

No particular destination in mind.
Just a wonderfully long time to get there.

Clouds, try your best to hold up the Sun.
There's still time for one more ride.

Don't want to come in, can't wait to get up.
There's something about a horse,
that makes the heart beat faster.

The hunger for triumphs yet to be shared.
Wordless secrets yet to be told.

Please let morning come quickly, tomorrows another day to ride.




"When I can't ride anymore, I shall keep horses as long as I can hobble along with a bucket and wheelbarrow. When I can't hobble, I shall roll my wheelchair out by the fence of the field where my horses graze, and watch them."

Tc & Randy
"A horse gallops with its lungs, perserveres with its heart, and wins with its character."
Jose