Can I ask Your opinion on my poem??!

Can I ask Your opinion on my poem??

I remember everything about you and i will never forget.

I beged you not to go as I sat in the dirt on old moldy hay,
I told you i'd do more for you if you'd only stay.
My tears fell to your shiny black mane,
Friends I barely knew feeling my pain.
The rides we took all good and bad,
Looking back now at the times you made me mad,
I can't help but laugh because that was you,
I did not need to tell you sorry cos you already knew,
You gave me courage, strength and happyness,
Even though people sore the way we worked and thought "Sloppyness",
We still did what we loved together,
And made it work for us which I thought was going to be forever.
I don't blame you for leaving me hear,
I wish you could have told me, I would of lent an ear.
As I sat and stared into your big black eyes,
I could see you saying i give up please stop I cant stand your cries.
Your big beautiful tail spread out on the ground,
The time it took trying to get you to put on the pounds.
The dirt all stired up around where your body layed,
It looked alomst like it was where you and Cleo played.
Cleo...She misses you just as much as me,
She has gone through a rough time as you can probley see.
I felt a hand on my shoulder,
I felt my body getting colder.
The vet stood, looked at the friends I barely knew,
"How many horses have fought this", "Only a few".
I no longer could feel the pain in my feet,
I now knew the fate you would meet.
Cleo came screaming to where you lay,
The friends I barely knew led her away.
I can't describe the pain,
As my tears fell into your shiny black mane.
My hands were numb they felt cold and wet,
I looked down and sore they were redder then a sunset.
My heart skiped a beat,
It was your blood, your legs was cut open like a piece of meat.
I dont know how I did not see,
That you were cut open just above the knee.
My white shirt,
Covered in blood and dirt.
I watch the viedo's of you and I riding,
We even got on camera you and Cleo fighting.
You look so graceful but dopy at the same time,
Im so glad I can look back and say you were mine.
Sitting next to you as you left your body behind,
Watching your big black eyes, they usually look so kind.
Not then, all I could see was surrender and fear,
And thats when it became clear.
You were leaving, never coming back,
All I have is the memories of your mane shiny and black,
Your body, your gallop, your trot, your neigh.
I could not take any more, tears fell from my eyes, why does it have to be this way,
I Flopped onto your shiny black mane.
I wrapped my arms around you and wished away your pain.
Your once warm body went cold under my arms, hands and cheek.
As I felt your body and muscles go weak.
Time seemed to stand still as I lay with my arms around your neck,
My dad's going to freak when he gets the check.
Slowly his breathing fadded away,
I should of know something was wrong I had a bad feeling all day.
His eyes slowly glazed over and all feeling left his eyes,
I wondered if this was a dream if it were all lie's.
Just yesterday I came to see you,
You cantered to the gate...If I only knew.
You searched me for treats,
Chips? sugar? Any kind of good eats.
I had none on me...If I only knew,
I would of brought chips, sugar I would of brought a few.
Cleo came up to get her share,
You got nasty gave her a nip, I pushed you away and said "That's not fair".
Thants not how I want it to end!
Atleast I got to say one last goodbye.
Although it made me cry,
Atleast I got to hold you while you died.

2 months ago
I know there probley is bad spelling but is only a draft....what do you think?

2 months ago
Be nice!! That came from the heart! He was my horse and the girl was me....all of it was from facts not fiction... :(

this poem is awesome! it kinda made me cry. that girl seemed to have loved him alot and then he died.