by maree chapman
Inka,my darling
why did you die,you never gave me the chance to say goodbuy
i remember the times we had fun riding
alday in the summer sun
i remember the time you bucked me off
i almost landed in the water trough.
I loved you inka,and you never knew it,
but i do my darling
and you never new it with all my heart,
and evan more
my memory of you is never a bore.
lots of luv maree have fun playing alday in the summer sun,