First Spring Ride

As I'm in the round pen preparing to ride She dances left to right, so I can not get on As if her steps aside gave her the chance to hide I finally got on, and we headed towards the lawn We started moving unrestricted My mom was there as my helping guide Mom said the mare will back 1, 2, 3 turn to the right, she did just as predicted And those were the first step to my spring ride It's not over yet there is still much more After she turned, she trotted down the hill With each step bouncier than the one before Could this be the horse my dreams to fulfill? I see myself on her; we go around the barrel spinning As I hold the big blue ribbon; my face a grinning.