The long flowing mane drifted behind him as he cantered to the pure white fence. The thundering sound of his hoofs beating the ground, echoed through my ears, clear and loud. As he reached my side he sniffed me wanting treats. I handed him a bright red apple which he took and ate with two huge bites. Slobbery apple juice dripped down his side.


6 thoughts on “HORSES

  1. Hi! That is such a good poem! Is your new horse’s name paul? And are you going to be at Final chase this weekend? Hope to see you!


  2. I love how you describe what your horse looks like! I really hope I get to meet Paul someday! I love your work! You should come visit my blog!

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