Junior neighs as I get closer.
I want to think he’s happy to see me
but know he wants the apples I hold.
His mom joins him in song
as she learned to get hers too.
Pretty soon the two horses
have told their friends and family
and I’m bringing apples to
Junior glares at me when I’ve
forgotten his treat
and tell the rest of my misdeed.
One bit my hand trying to find
the apple not there.
The others were a bit more understanding
and agreed I could make it up