07/10/2025
Fiona the Gentle Giant
Down the trail through whispering trees,
Moves Fiona softly, with calm and ease.
Her coat is gray like morning mist,
Her breath a cloud the sun has kissed.
She doesn’t hurry, stomp, or prance —
She walks as though doing a gentle dance.
Each step she takes is kind and true,
Her heart as big as skies are blue.
When little hands pat nose or mane,
She lowers down and stands again.
For Fiona knows, in strength and grace,
The gentlest hearts can lead the pace.
❤️
Come and meet sweet, Fiona at Kurland Park Horse Trails!