THE DINNER RIDE

It was raining when they left the barn.
The riders looked concerned.
"It soon will pass." The owner said,
And then he quickly turned

And walked away from all of them
So they couldn't see him smile.
Because he knew the rain was here
And would stay for quite a while.

So the riders all went down the road
With trepidation strong.
Hoping that the worst had past
And that their fears were wrong.

Their hunger started telling them
That dinner did await
And that a little rain would not
Keep them from being late.

But as they headed up the trail
The wind and rain increased.
And word spread quickly through the group
That there would be no feast.

So some folks turned and headed back
Like losers with no hope.
While others continued up the trail
But, hardly in a lope.

It seemed their horses liked wet grass,
And preferred to stop and eat.
So progress was quite slow, at best
But at least the view was neat.