Asking To Fly

November 10, 2009
By fosterandcheyenne GOLD, Wyndmoor, Pennsylvania
fosterandcheyenne GOLD, Wyndmoor, Pennsylvania
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I asked my mom if I could fly
She said she wished I could.

When I asked my teacher what she thought
She said no mortal should.

But when I asked my horse his view,
His eyes an ancient black;

He said:
"Why, of course you can. When you're sitting on my back."


The author's comments:
This is written about the trust that I have with my horse, that i don't with anyone else. He trusts and believes in me when everyone else doesn't.

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