March 30, 2010
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They are so beautiful
With long flowing manes.
They are horses.
Trotting along the arena,
All the kids racing up to them
Wanting to touch their soft fur.
When they are not being ridden,
They are grazing in the pasture
Along with my horse, Mister Master.
They are so much fun to ride,
Galloping with pride,
Cantering along ,
As you sing a beautiful song.
Laughing with your friends,
I hope it never ends.
But it has to so, I will end with this.
Some are big and
Some are small,
But I don’t care,
I love them all.

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tbolfarrell said...
May 3, 2010 at 8:37 pm
Choirgirl~Nice poem about horses.  It is obvious you have a love for such a beautiful animal.  Thanks for sharing it with us.
Grandma said...
Apr. 21, 2010 at 10:08 am
Your poem is fantastic!  How did you know how to write it?  We are so proud of you and your poem reminds us of when we saw you ride the horses.  We love you!
bifarrell said...
Apr. 20, 2010 at 9:41 pm
Choirgirl~I think your poem is great!  It makes me think of you walking up to the horse in the pasture and then galloping with pride--just like the poem says.
Jillapple1 said...
Apr. 20, 2010 at 8:17 pm

Choirgirl, I loved your poem!  i liked how you talked about the galloping and cantering.  I also liked how sometimes it rhymes and sometimes it doesn't  - I think that's very poetic!

Can't wait to read more of your stuff!  Thanks for posting!

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