Ivy Schex Poems

The prairie blows the grasses
And whips the horse’s mane.
They travel, horse and rider,
Through the sea of amber grain
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Dear Grandma, I remember
When you were there for me
Dear Grandma, I remember
Your smile was a joy to see
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There is a dream
Of rushing wind
And riding o’er
The growing green
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To everything there is a season
A time for every purpose under Heaven

A time to be born
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I was riding my horse one day
When he suddenly stopped in the Way
Along came a car
My horse went far
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A love shared, a life shared
Words spoken heart to heart

A true love kiss
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Pounding hooves, flying manes
Thundering feet, over music strains
A rushing wind, a darkening sky
Horse rush, sending dust rising high
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The sunset
Vibrant, bright
Full of colors
Just before night
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Is this real, or is this fantasy?
The wind rushing forcefully
Through my long dark hair
The feel of the cool air
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I asked my Lord
Who are you?
He said in a loud voice
I Am that I Am
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