my best-friend

October 16, 2012
By Anonymous

He holds me on his back
Four hooves pounding the ground
Matching the rythm of his beats
Grip on tight, because there's no saddle
Just him and me
Running recklessly free
Nothing can stop us
His sorrle mane ripping through the wind
close your eyes, think you're flying?
who would of thought my best-friend couldn't talk
listen close and you'll understand.

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Roper GOLD said...
on Oct. 18 2012 at 12:10 pm
Roper GOLD, Krum, Texas
17 articles 11 photos 22 comments

Favorite Quote:
"What a boy can do, A girl can do better"

I love it! And sometimes it does feel like your flying! Anyone with horses can relate! Keep it up!


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