Majestically you run,
trampling the earth beneath your feet,
while pounding out a rhythmic beat.
This is what you call fun.
Muscled legs pounding over the miles,
wild and stampeding as you go.
With wisdom that you know,
you protect your herd for all the miles.
With head held high,
you are the king !
A simple; but complexed elegant being,
until the day you die.
Magnificent and beautiful,
wild and free__
and that is how you should be.
For you stallion, are a free soul!
Marie
May 15, 200l
published: May 19, 2001
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