The Merry Mare Poem by garima shekhar

dr was a mare n a wrangler who kept her vid care
the mare merrily got along vid him.
n those wonderful god gifted days passed in a swing.

the warngler ws vry generous.
bt he had no idea to him mare cud be dangerous.
the wrangler teached the mare to walk to run and to do things right.
he saw the future vid mare settling bright
cos he ws unaware of the bad deeds of the mare
ths ws the reason of fright.

the warngler loved his mare
bt nvr shwd tht
jst bcos deep dwn his heart
he felt his mare was a bad ugly brat!

and finally a blizzard came.
it was the time whn mare played the game
asked the wrangler was it for fame..
whn he got answrd he found his mare wasnt the same

things went out of the way
the wrangler the mare had to betray
the wranglerwanted to make the mare learnt wht actly life meant.
bt the mare till thn had her evrythng spent, .

days passed n clouds rolled by
mare started missing tht guy vid a brwn cap.
tht comfrt zone provided by her wrangler n hiswarm cozy lap

she prayed evrythng to get right
bt at tht time both of them had made a fight.

the wrangler wld always b dr whn earlire the mare cried
bt nw in the absence of her caretaker
her tear glands have dried!

the mare while playing in the green grass missed wrangler a lot.
and wanted again to get herself locked in a bolt.
bt the wrangler told her tht he wont let her in.
evn if a carnivore tears n eats up her flesh n skin,

the mare walked all alone.
with all her body wounded n skin torn.
was all thirsted n hungry of tht love.
whch was provided vid tht nice white dove.

thr wr fences all aroud the stable
for the mare who was bad cheat n had a mind feeble.
the mare wanted to break it open.
bt whn she tries to do tht
she finds a lion insd frm the carnivore family of cat.


the mare gets attckd by the carnivore n starts to yell
her eyer still searched for hr wranglercos she had lots stored to tell
wait the wrangler suddenly appeared vid a gun,
and the carnivore all frightened had to run.

then the mare took her last breathe she was leaving for a long nap.
bt contended n all happy cos she was dieing in her wranglers lap.

the wrangler kissed her mare for a while.
the plc she was burried frm wranglers home was few mile.
the wrangler nvr missed her mare n turned vry brave,
BT THE SOUL OF THE MARE STILL LINGERED WAITING FOR HER WRANGLER NEAR HER GRAVE! ! ! ! !