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Ode to Riding

February 18, 2010
By Court-Dingo SILVER, Cochranville, Pennsylvania
Court-Dingo SILVER, Cochranville, Pennsylvania
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Favorite Quote:
Tears aren't a sign of weakness, they are an opportunity to become stronger.---Court-Dingo


The soft creak of the saddle
Leather braids in my fingers
The iron beneath my feet
And the soft jingle of the bit
My heart races with the sound of horses hooves
The horses black mane blows in the wind and grazes my fingers
The hoof beats come faster
They start to form together
Into a symphony
But I can’t lose focus
Because one move
Could end it all

The author's comments:
What inspired me was my love of riding horses, horses are my life.

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