I sit back and lean into the turn
urging her forward with my hands.
We turn and weave down the black and white poles.
She takes advantage of me and edges into the lope.
I half halt her to bring her back to the trot,
but the damage is done.
Disappointment flickers across my face
but I won’t let that ruin my run.
Loping is forbidden in the kingdom of walk/trot.
One stride and you’re out.
Last pole on the row, and we swing wide.I guide her back to the poles, and
we turn sharp, and head home.
We trip the timer
I hold my breath hoping.
The announcer calls out my fate.
“Unfortunately, that was a no time for Clara Harden.”
I lean forward, pet her and
walk out of the arena thinking who cares.
It was a good ride.
She did great,
But even now I still long for that shiny ribbon.
Clara Harden is a student at St. Patrick’s School, in Rolla, Missouri