“It’s all about feel”, says my instructor with zeal,
As I put up my horse “Jubilee”.
But this sense of “feel” (if I can be real),
Doesn’t always come naturally.
Need to lighten my touch,
Stop thinking so much,
Feel the flow, let it go, ho ho ho!
Like the jubilee that sets a heart free
At this seasonal time of year,
Or my horse who lopes and gallops with glee
Chasing the wind, or a steer.
I couldn’t be fonder of this double entendre,
Feeling joy as these rhymes come along.
My heart may explode as I write this ode:
“Jubilee”, my freedom song.


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