In green pastures, and sunlight’s glow,
A horse stands still, calm and slow.
His mane flows free, his steps are light,
A gentle presence day and night.
In the world He grew,
He roams the land, both wild and true
In green pastures, and sunlight’s glow,
A horse stands still, calm and slow.
His mane flows free, his steps are light,
A gentle presence day and night.
In the world He grew,
He roams the land, both wild and true
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Macenz a beautiful picture you paint in poetic words. Peaceful and calm a picture of nature at its best.
Thank you soren
Beautiful
Thank you Tony
You're welcome
Nice words ))
Thanks for commenting!
A fine write M.
Is that your horse that you are painting with your beautiful words?
Yes
A horse rider? A skill you have for life. Andyour poem, simple and clear, shows the empathy that goes with it.
Thank you
This is, indeed , a short story nicely written. The scene is marvelous and the horse graceful. This is a subject without end. Thank you for the poem.
Thank you
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