Saturday, April 16, 2011

I Ride My Horse

  I feel the wind
I hear the birds
I ride my horse
As I sing words

I see the grass
I feel the leather
I ride my horse
Upon the heather

I taste the dust
I see the heat
I ride my horse
To his own beat
 
I feel the joy
I taste the fun
I ride my horse
 
Into the yellow sun

-Ivy Schex