rambling on, one syllable at a time…

The Saddle

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There is a saddle high, where a good man fell…

There is a trail leading to it with countless stories to tell…

Shifted earth and trodden grass…

Footprints, water jugs, and mounds of trash…

That night in October, Nick walked up this hill…

Unknowing, assuming it was to be run-of-the-mill…

Things went wrong and Nick fell there…

Up in the saddle, in that fresh air…

“Nick’s Saddle” is how it is now known…

As a reminder that our earthly bodies are but on loan…

The soul of that man watches over those he left behind…

While they patiently await for their own time…

There is a saddle high, where a good man fell…

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3 responses

  1. Rest in Peace Brother.

    December 5, 2013 at 3:16 pm

  2. RIP Nick, you will not be forgotten.

    December 5, 2013 at 4:56 pm

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