Running Free
By FarmGirl •
Golden forelock,
Golden tail,
This mare gallops
Through wind and hail
She lets out a whinny
With contentness and glee
For this mare is joyful
She's running free
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April 6, 2007 03:07*Psychopathic Child*
i like.........its very good
March 10, 2010 16:32Convalescence
Freedom.. what we all want, but very few have. beautful. Reaching for freedom.