The Life of a Horse

By: Neveah Allen

I am a horse

When I ride I feel free

When my hooves pat down on the dry land or on the running water it feels like no one could stop me

I would be majestic when I jump over a bush in the forest or a fence on a farm it would feel like angels of the heavens are guiding me till I get to the ground

I love to be in the farm but when I run I feel freedom I feel strength and speed as the wind blows in my mane.

But it cannot last forever I must go back to the farm and rest and until the sun comes up.

The ride begins again.