The rideA Poem by The Ugly RoseWritten after a horse rideThe sun through the branches The mist on the mountains The rocking of the beast, The beast that I ride
The clatter of the rocks As they tumble and flee We cross the line That seperates Man and paradise
This a true and only Paradise for the gods © 2009 The Ugly RoseAuthor's Note
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2 Reviews Added on July 25, 2009 AuthorThe Ugly RoseCalgary, CanadaAbout* I love it when you rate my work, not just review it :P* Nearly all my work has spelling errors because my keyboard often misses keys that I press * **If you would like to quote my work, or use it.. more..Writing
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