Mom & the kid’s horse |

Mom & the kid’s horse

Sometimes even the best hands on the ranch find themselves riding the "kids' horse." Tri-State Livestock News publisher Bree Poppe balances cattle work and office work and sometimes she's too busy teaching her boys Tate and Trace how to neck rein to realize her mug is going to grace the cover of her favorite newspaper. Photo by Lizz Arnold

She was sitting on her horse amongst the branding crew

Having passed off the kids after gathering with two

The horse with a foot cocked, half asleep

After packing his three passengers with nary a peep

Then lo and behold a calf got away

No one to stop him or hold him at bay

Except mom and her horse, typically just standersby

A nearly imperceptible gleam entered both their eyes

They eased through the trailers, coolers and crew

Bidding the well-worn title of mom and kid’s horse adieu

On her way by, her dad passed up a rope

And she hit the edge of the group at ground eating lope

Over the sage and across the terrain

They flew in a way that once kept both sane

That cocky calf dancing through the prairie grass

Never knew what hit him when the pair came on fast

Like riding a bike she built and threw a loop

It landed just right and the escape plan was duped

His prancing went to dancing, and a bellering fit

And along came the helpers, nearly the whole outfit

Hot irons, vaccine guns and a wrestling crew

Quickly relieving mom and horse, imagine those two

Actually saving the day, what a surprise

And she let them take over with a smile in her eye

Turning back to the pickup corralling the smallest on the place

Horse and rider went from prancing to a sedentary pace

She passed the rope off to her dad, who winked and grinned

As a wide-eyed face exclaimed, “Mom, do it again!” F

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