For Jackie Poem by John Shea

For Jackie



When she was young
On a white stallion she would run

Then she saw the black
And thought for awhile

The run on him did make her smile

I, m going to get away
She thought on the black

Six guns roaring
In a desert storm

The black it did run
Splendor was his form
Into the sun he ran

Now she runs night and day
Some see her
So they say.

POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
for my equine lover. Here is to your new life being a wife.
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John Shea

John Shea

Cherry Point N.C.
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