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The love in your heart
wasn’t put there to stay
Love isn’t Love
till you give it away
N.N.
Fear of horses.
It is for me many years ago when I realized that I had come to the world and all I could remember quite polite, distribute and, happy and anxious moments. I lived in the vicinity of a dairy and there were farmers by horse and wagon to bring their milk. I had my mother around our house and I was often sitting on the curb. I was around 4 years and was so small that I was with my feet touching the ground as I could on the curb. On a sunny day I saw the farmers by horse and wagon long and I was still a little scared because the horses were still very anxious to me and I slowly crept up and ran inside and yelled to my mother. My mother consoled me and with tears in my eyes I went back on the curb area.
One day there was a farmer with a horse along and I looked anxiously to that big head, that has suddenly turned to me smiling and said the farmer on the workbench, forward him to eat me. I did not know how fast I had to crawl away and our house totter. I cried, mama, mama, my mother comforted me and together we went out and saw that there was nothing wrong, so of course the horse was gone to the dairy.
At these events I had a kind of trauma on horse and that has many years lasted until I and my wife took a few riding lessons. It was not warm but it has helped down me from the fear of horses, but I still remain a bit wary as such a big horse begin for my nose to snort.
Softwood.
It is for me many years ago when I realized that I had come to the world and all I could remember quite polite, distribute and, happy and anxious moments. I lived in the vicinity of a dairy and there were farmers by horse and wagon to bring their milk. I had my mother around our house and I was often sitting on the curb. I was around 4 years and was so small that I was with my feet touching the ground as I could on the curb. On a sunny day I saw the farmers by horse and wagon long and I was still a little scared because the horses were still very anxious to me and I slowly crept up and ran inside and yelled to my mother. My mother consoled me and with tears in my eyes I went back on the curb area.
One day there was a farmer with a horse along and I looked anxiously to that big head, that has suddenly turned to me smiling and said the farmer on the workbench, forward him to eat me. I did not know how fast I had to crawl away and our house totter. I cried, mama, mama, my mother comforted me and together we went out and saw that there was nothing wrong, so of course the horse was gone to the dairy.
At these events I had a kind of trauma on horse and that has many years lasted until I and my wife took a few riding lessons. It was not warm but it has helped down me from the fear of horses, but I still remain a bit wary as such a big horse begin for my nose to snort.
Softwood.
A short English poem.
The Magic of Living
When we open our eyes to the beauty of life and the treasure
That each moment brings, we can see that the world
Is a limitless place filled with all sorts of magical things
When we open our hearts to the joy all around
And the people we meet every day, we discover that deep down inside
Of ourselves, we've been changed in a wonderful way
May your heart always be open to the magic of living and the joy of new discoveries!
Emily Matthews.
The Magic of Living
When we open our eyes to the beauty of life and the treasure
That each moment brings, we can see that the world
Is a limitless place filled with all sorts of magical things
When we open our hearts to the joy all around
And the people we meet every day, we discover that deep down inside
Of ourselves, we've been changed in a wonderful way
May your heart always be open to the magic of living and the joy of new discoveries!
Emily Matthews.
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