One fine day out in the pasture I saddle my horse creme et blanc And gallop at a leisurely pace Enjoying the morning air. There is no one in sight And the day is mine Blue skies with white clouds And pasture rich and moist. There are trees in the distance A mountain range or two There is minute activity; A forest dweller or two. I ride for a while Whistling softly a lyric And ride to pasture home And a refreshment or two.
Reason for writing:
I was interested in taking a country drive yet I was busy. It may be appropriate for a child.
Birth sign: Libra
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