Who I Am

December 23, 2008
Running in the wind
They are storming down to me
I am calling them
They are drums on the prairie
I love them dearly
Forever they will be mine
I am one of them
When I see them I am calm
I am always theirs
To the stables they will go
They are in my mind
Until the morning brings them

-My horses are beautiful

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