A Clydesdale gallops across the open plains,
The wind whipping through his tail and mane,
He runs ahead to get ahead of his herd,
Occasionally glancing up to see a majestic bird,
The mighty eagle soars in the air keeping pace,
Two unlikely souls enjoying each other in the wide open space.
Two of God's creatures enjoying the open plains,
Stay ever together even in the torrential rains.
My love this is us being wild and free,
Not a care in the world, except you and me
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My love, every so often I think how great it would be to live wild and free.
That is a beautiful dream,
between you and me.
Sigh...
Then reality sets in.
Think if it is fair,
to live in this world,
without a single care.
You should post this my love,you really should
I love you
I was taken to that place and saw the Clydesdale and eagle together with Nature Blue Orchid.
Andy
Thank you Andy, that's what I envision
I got no plains like in the USA. It'll be a gallop round the back garden for my pony! lol. Got quite a large back garden though.
Haha,Dion and I might have to.come for a visit sometime Orchi
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