Abigail Poem by Dawn Owens

Abigail



Abbey is my beautiful grey horse
She came to me by my cousin of course
We paid a handsome price
Caus' this mare she was so nice
She was the only one for me
This was plain to see
I love and live to ride
A passion I can not hide
Riding down the country lane
Stop's my mind going insane
A loyal and trustee steed
What more could I need

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