The Groom

From memory

He stood there legs bent 

Adjusting harness straps carefully

Totally ignoring dancing hooves

Apparently oblivious to how close

Shod feet shot by.

One came too close

A fist shot into her belly

She stood still in guilt

He finished the adjustment

Reached up and pulled her ear to his lips

She listened as her feet responded

He directed the driver into the sulky

Then watched her warm up lap

She won and paced back to greet him

Reviews

[Beccy]

finely detailed and so well written. Such casual expertise never comes easily, although it may seem so.

You have a good memory.

Beccy.

[Donald Meikle]

Some things stick in our memories like glue, Barbara got to warm her up once and he father.the groom, flagged her down in anger that the driver had dismounted and let her!( I loved it)