Hooves thud across lush green meadows
Manes and tails flow with each stride
Inhale fresh wet clean earth
On muscled flanks, raindrops glide
Crunch sweet juicy apples
While playful foals dart and hide
Watching, a mare nickers to call them back
Dark beautiful eyes shine in pride
Coats gleam in rays of sunlight
Stallion and mare huff, necks side by side
(Prompt: Write a poem about a moment of joy.)
I can see them, almost smell them. And love the softness of the ryhme.
Thank you so much, that’s just what I hoped for. 🙂