A Horse Poem by JASMINE GREWAL

Befriending the wind,
His royal mane flows,
Inexorable, spotless white, there he goes.
Galloping away freely,
Away from this ruthless world.
His eyes lively,
His happiness swirled,
Searching for his destination,
A place to where he belongs.
Looking for his designation,
He calmly longs.
Across the highlands,
Crossing the streams,
Over the mountains,
Across the fields.
His head high,
And so is his spirit.
He gives away a deep sigh,

His attitude should get a credit.