Youth’s Bright Day

Stirrup iron to stirrup iron
They rode the dusty track,
She sat upon the dapple grey
He rode the fiery black.

They pushed along at a faster trot
To beat the fading light,
Behind them lay 30 miles
of running from the night.

The haunting thoughts of the dark events
Seemed to lurk close all day
In the urgent beat of the horse’s feet
On the dry and stony clay.

But Oh! how a man’s heart
Can turn him far away,
From what he knows is right
And how he finds his way

And in that moment of beating pride
He throws his weight around,
To break and bust his very world
And leave a man on the ground.

While she is caught in a rushing stream
Of regrets and hopes and fear,
While the long dusk shadows wheel them on
Through the tall forests so near.

The horses seem caught in the very mood
And hardly show the strain,
Of pushing hard all day long
And the black still leans on curb and chain.

He knows the country pretty well
From working stock and plant,
As a keen young blonde haired bloke
In old Mac’s mustering camp.

As now they climb the snowgum ridge
The horses show the foam,
And push along the old wing fence
Where the bucks were turned for home.

It can’t be far to that sheltered hollow
And the bleached and leaning hut,
By a spring-fed mountain stream
Where the days long ride will cut.

And in a moment of feeling free and wild
From the burdens of his trials,
He gives the black his fiery head
and puts him at the rails.

But the spring in his horse is nearly done
And he clips the top of the fence,
To land in a messy heap
Of man and leather and beast.

And now, in their own good time
Her thoughts return to where he lay,
It may be 50 years down the track
But it still takes her breath away.

For even now she feels the passion
As she sits in the old cane chair,
Dappled by the golden grapes
In the cool verandah air.

While in the yard the boisterous kids
Romp with the dogs at play,
And together with the old grey woman
Enjoy their youth’s bright day.

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