Cally A. Nixon

Rookie (9-17-93 / Kansas)

Wild Horses - Poem by Cally A. Nixon

Wind whistles past,
weaving throughout my mane...
Through my legs and over my body,
that will never be tamed.

Thunder roars,
loudly in my ears...
The wind so fast,
my eyes tear.

The earth shaking,
ponds rippling...
The soft nip on my rump,
ever so tickling.

My head goes to the ground,
my feet to the air...
Running wildly,
no one stops to stare.

I join the group again,
my tail fluttering behind me...
Running with the wild horses,
so fast and free.

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Poem Submitted: Saturday, April 24, 2010



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