I sit upon my horse
And gaze at the field
A field of rippling grass
Blowing in the wind
I sit upon my horse
And gaze at the sky
A clear blue sky
Filled with clouds
I sit upon my horse
And gaze at the sun
A yellow sun up high
Shining on my face
I sit upon my horse
And gaze at this world
A world fashioned,
Created by my God
How old was you when you wrote this poem because me and my sister has 3 horses and we ride them everyday when we can.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
This is a really good poem