Eastbrook Poem by Gill Moore
Eastbrook
Though his racing days are over
on the marsh he'll gently graze
where he'll spend his last remaining years
sharing all his days
with herons, skylarks, ducks and geese
from a racing life to utter peace
Small children come and feed him hay
and Suzy grooms him every day
a soft brown horse with gentle eyes
resting underneath the skies
that follow the marsh down to the sea
retirement, peace, tranquility
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4/19/2024 7:18:12 PM # 1.0.0.1119
A lovely piece, full of compassion and peace. Good for you Gill.