I feel the wind breeze by.
As time seems to fly.
I cant help but hear,
The rythm of her hoofs.
They beat with my heart.
They beat with my soul.
She dodges the trees,
and keeps me safe.
As the winds pick up speed,
so does she.
Turning the sharp corners,
with feirce.
Though she seems to speed up.
Her strides get longer.
Were in the air as she lundges over,
The fallen tree.
I smile as i feel she accomplished something.
Her strides seem to slow.
As i feel her spirits free,
She nuzzles me.
A contest entry
- Free As A Bird ~OR~ by misticmoonlite.
800 points, ended May 20, 8 entries
Honorable mention
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
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