And someone did
At long last
Use my words
To contact me
Like the echo
In the canyon
Bumpity bump bump
Typed came back
Like a letter
Returned to sender
And I knew
That these words
That I write
Found their way
Finally to another
How many times
Have you been
Thrown from a
Horse he asked
A horse never
A metaphor horse
Far too many
Times I replied
And what do
You do then
He cautiously asked
I walk back
To the paddock
To find another
Far less ornery
I replied laughing
One like me
He shyly asked
One like you
I said trotting
Hopefully once again
HARLAN DIDRICKSON 