RIP Kismet Farm Storm

It seems that my lovely old Silent Hunter mare, Ears (Alliance II) was not destined to have her children outlive her. Her first foal, bred by John & Gaye Meyer at Mamaku Stud died as a foal. Her second foal, my beautiful Hippy, was put to sleep last year when it became apparent that the autoimmune disease she had developed was incurable. She was 5 years old. And now, her last foal, Kismet Farm Storm, a lovely little grey yearling filly has also been laid to rest well before her time.

My thoughts go out to Kay and Pete at this difficult time. I know how loved Storm was and how important she was to Kay in particular. There is nothing I can say at a time like this that makes it any better. I hope Ears, Tee and Roxy (and your other four legged friends) provide you with some welcome and positive distraction and your memories of Storm can be cherished. RIP sweet little girl.

The Grandest Foal

I'll lend you for a little while,

My grandest foal, God said.

For you to love while he's alive,

And mourn for when he's dead.

It may be one or twenty years,

Or days or months, you see.

But will you, til I take him back,

Take care of him for me?

He'll bring his charms to gladden you

And should his stay be brief,

You'll have those treasured memories,

As solace for your grief.

I cannot promise he will stay,

Since all from earth return.

But there are lessons taught on earth

I want this foal to learn.

I've looked the wide world over

In my search for teachers true.

And from the throngs that crowd life's lanes,

With trust, I have selected you.

Now will you give him all your love?

Nor think the labor vain,

Nor hate me when I come

To take him back again?

I know you'll give him tenderness

And love will bloom each day.

And for the happiness you've known,

You will forever-grateful stay.

But should I come and call for him

Much sooner than you'd planned.

You'll brave the bitter grief that comes,

And maybe understand.

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