Come Falcon the stallion, I’m ready to ride.
Out of the stables and off we will glide,
Over the high hills and down the low side,
Oh Falcon the Stallion, I’m ready to ride.
With my heart pounding and courage to spare,
We leap in the waters and fly through the air,
Clearing the farm fences without a care,
Startling the herds of grey geese if we dare.
Up high and down low, Up high and down low,
We cross the green meadows spread out below,
Gathering onlookers where ever we go,
Oh Falcon the stallion you put on a show.
But like every journey, ours must come to an end,
Its a rollicking good life when you find a good friend.
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David Wakeling (
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Such true words "Its a rollicking good life when you find a good friend." to finish a great write David,
Andy
Thank you so much for commenting mi amigo. Much appreciated
Have ridden horses but never owned one but living longer than a dog they are apt to form strong bonds with their owner. I have know people that love their horses. A most noble animal and a great write as a tribute.
Yes in many cultures the race horses are revered. Thanks you so much for your kind comments.
A lovely write of a beautiful, powerful, graceful but at times terrifying creature of the nature, those who have horses love them too bits, enjoyed the read
Thank you so much for kind critique. Most welcome
You are very welcome
What a thrilling poem! The language is vivid and the imagery is fantastic. Well done!
Thank you so much.I am so glad you like it. Thanks for commenting
A very interesting blend of characters and strengths, two of my favourite species in the animal kingdom.🙏🏻🕊
Thank you for reading and commenting.Mucho appreciado
Most welcome 🙏🏻🕊️
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