Horses for Christmas

 Weekly Scribblings # 93

 …write about something you really enjoyed in childhood – a toy, a book, a place, a movie – anything that held a place in your heart back then.


Horses.

Just horses.

No dolls

or puzzles please.

Plastic or metal,

and on a stick to ride.

 

Horses.

Just horses.

Paint-by-number foals,

and decks of cards,

with wild mustangs

on the backs.

 

Horses.

Just horses.

Ceramic for my shelf.

No tea sets,

or swing sets

to play in the yard.

 

Horses.

Just horses.

That’s all that I want,

in my stocking and under the tree.

Tell grandma to send

in her annual box…

 

Just Horses!

 ©2021 Lisa Smith Nelson. All Rights Reserved

 

©2021 Lisa Smith Nelson. All Rights Reserved

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    1. Oh, it was! I like them still, but dogs pushed them aside.

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    1. Thanks! People didn't take as many pictures (of course not, with having to get film and get it processed, and then they might have not turned out), but my childhood album has so many with horses! My parents got worried after they said I could have one "if" I saved the money myself! I started saving every penny and grandmother's holiday cash.

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  3. I loved the photos which demonstrated your lifelong love of ... horses, just horses!

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    1. One of my first words was horse, although I pronounced it as "aw." "Aw aw" I was told I'd say and point to horses! They weren't a rare sight, but that didn't matter. It wasn't until well into adulthood I realized how my parents indulged me (the only girl, and much youngest child) in my passion, but not including a real horse! In the photo of me on the trike, the Appaloosa was my very first Breyer horse.

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  4. My best friend growing up also had a passion for horses ... their size frightened me. I love your trip back into childhood. Cheers.

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    1. Yes, they are certainly big! I had one step on my foot once, and boy, was it ever black and blue!

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  5. I could easily picture the earnestness of that small child declaring her love for horses, but the pictures were an added bonus!

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    1. Christmas and birthdays... horse presents!

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  6. Lisa, I love your tale of your love for horse things. I liked horses, we didn't have a tractor until 1938, the same year we got electricity and my little sister. I've had a horse whirle and kick me in the back, also though I rode Minnie to high school my first two years.
    My grandfather had love for horses, I have his five inch yellow horse wearing a golden saddle to match its golden mane. Grandpa would take me with his breeding horse many days to many farms.
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    1. So, horses were a necessity for your family. I never was kicked, just stepped on, only once.

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  7. Nice one.
    I only came to admire horses as an adult.

    Much💜love

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    1. I still like seeing them, but I don't want one anymore. I haven't ridden one in 12 or so years, and discovered it was more uncomfortable than I remembered! My butt isn't what it used to be, no padding.

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