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About Chwals
Watching the horses
Grazing in the prarie
Caring for them
In their boxes
Riding them
In the wild
And dreaming…
My childhood was blessed
With horses
Great riders
And above all
a fleeky ringmaster…
My site is in their humble memory
And to all those who share the same passion
For the love of CHWALS
Feel free to add your comments or experience
Thank you!
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Well it’s great to meet you and it’s great to be introduced to your site! I was lucky enough to grow up with horses in South Wales (UK) throughout my childhood, my mother had a big, big passion for them but eventually stopped owning them after the upset of them getting old etc. Looking forward to going through your pages and reliving some old memories. Great site, Chris
Hi ChrisAnimals grow old indeed, just like us… and there comes moment that the care for such animals is beyond our own possibilities. Yes, must have been hard for your mother to let them go… Did she ever considder a horse club? Or perhaps she ran one?Thank you for sharingFleek
Anytime I see anything about poem, I am always thrilled. I love listening and reading poems because anytime I do, it lifts my spirit emotionallyI know it isn’t easy for poets to compose poems but what I love the most is how they have their way with words. The poem “about me” really made my day. Thanks for the love of poem you have
The power of words for those who dare to listen..Thank you, heartfeltFleek