White Horse

Not to ominous eyes,
Do I reflect
But a gentle white horse
In silent plight

Why do you search the sky
On bitter nights
While your Master sleeps
Beneath warm down?

White ghost
Do you mourn your partner
In years,
Those riding days?

In his death, you escaped
And stood in the middle of the road
My father
Made the call

My faithfulness returns to you
Does not see your white turned grey
Kisses your old velvet nose
Brings you pockets of Summer

Before I sleep, you haunt me
How cold can it be
Within those dark eyes
During those hours
That reflect the moon?