In the honor of Apolcalipse turning three years old today, my poetry collection, “This Song” is free to down load as an e-book for two days;
So, let’s take a quick look at my superstar, from the moment I pulled him out of his mother at 4 am on July the 18 2010, half drowned after a long and rather dramatic delivery and up till the handsome young man he has become.
It’s so weird, looking at these pictures. I had Amalia back then. Poseidon. Apollon. Legacy. We were all here when Apocalipse was born. One by one, they slipped away, until only Apocalipse and his father remained.
Yes, my picture perfect young man. I never get tired of showing him off, and it is huge, the day your first foal turns three.
I’ve had youngsters before, but Apocalipse is my very own, all the way through, I chose his father, I helped his father get his mother pregnant, I helped deliver him when he wasn’t positioned correctly.
Through the years, the three years I’ve had the pleasure of knowing him, he sure has been my rock, the one I could always count on, just like his mother was. Apocalipse has got a solid temper, he is trusting, warm and gentle.
So, congratulations, sonny boy. And thank you for being in my life.