White Horse

poem about someone

In the green grass,

In the bright yellow sun,

The white horse began to run,

Side to side,

Left to right,

Never looking back because of fright,

Her dreams, her wishes, her wants, her fears,

became as if they turned to dust,

Reviews

[JordiJeffery]

I like the rhythm to this. It almost mimics the smooth rhythm of a horse's canter. A lovely poem, well done!

[Sami Khalil]

A very nice poem. The ending was good too...:)