My Wild Horses
My horses are wild and free
Unbridled and never broken
Then like a bolt of lightening
From a clear blue sky
A lovely and lone Palomino
Rides across the open plain
Causing me to rear and run
With a unexpected gallop
Like a stormy blast of
Western Dessert air
Her mane flowing so long and free
As if summoning me to follow
From the herd I break chasing
Her into the Midnight sky as
We meet atop a green plateau
As we trot down to a stream below
Will she break my wild side?
To this I wait and hope to see
By Mike Bell 01/31/2008
