Vote of Thanks

It’s the day after Boxing Day, we did the lazy, lie-

in Sunday bit, rose and walked the track with her 

Grace; it was a pleasant surprise she deigned to 

accompany us, her affability usually ends with an

apple or carrot at the Hill gate, although today it’s 

clear she’d formulated a plan to amble alongside 

her human friends in equine equilibrium’s spirit of 

Christmas cheer - there’s no denying her savvy 

So by her cordiality we’re agreeably elevated; we 

see it as a ‘gift-in-kind’ reward for amiability we’ve 

never concealed and nor has she - it is where the 

unspoken agreement’s acknowledged to rest with 

materiality that doesn’t need graphic stance to be 

meaningful - except in her vote of thanks 

© 27 December 2015, I. D. Carswell