Reverie
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Molly McGeady
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Reverie
Long hot days down on the farm,
Long hot days where I belong.
Over the hills and around the creeks,
There's a farm called "Reverie."
It's a place where all of my dreams come true,
They have horses, ponies, and some miniatures too.
Summer days I feed and groom.
I even clean stalls, but I don't use a broom.
I take lessons in the ring.
Sometimes I go on trail rides in the spring.
In my lessons I lope around,
As the horse's hooves beat the ground.
We take the horses to the hitching post.
Then we brush them, and that's what I love the most.
I dream all day of having a horse of my
own,
And riding into the sunset all alone.
I would love a horse that's white,
Like the Pegasus I see at night.
Over the hills and around the creeks,
There's a farm called "Reverie,"
Where the horses and my friends let me be me.
By: Danika Young
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Danika
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Stallion and Mare |
Horse and Owner |
Soul Mate |
| "Come now my dear mare, | She came to the farm, | I dedicate this poem to Mac, the |
| There is something I must tell you. | The girl for her horse. | horse whom this poem is about. |
| You're in my favorite sunny spot, | She was to ride him, | |
| So please go now, shoo." | They were to have fun, of course. | There once was a horse, |
| Pure in heart and soul. | ||
| "I'm sorry my dear stallion, | After their fun, | He was my horse, |
| But I'm not going anywhere. | They returned to the barn. | Bonded to me only by love. |
| I see another sunny spot, | She unsaddled and cleaned him, | |
| Why don't you go over there?" | And then left the farm. | When I was sad, |
| He was there to comfort me. | ||
| "But my dear mare, | The next day she came | When I was mad, |
| You just don't understand. | To ride him again. | He was there to listen. |
| That is not my sunny spot, | But he had coliced that night, | When I was happy, |
| So there I will not stand." | So she had lost her best friend. | He was there to help rejoice. |
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"Oh my dear stallion, |
The love between horse and owner | When I was gone, |
| I don't see your plight. | is as strong as can be, | He also left. |
| So I will not stand here now, | For death cannot stop love. | However, only his body left. |
| Nor with you will I fight." | It lives through eternity. | His heart still lives in me, |
| And his soul lives in Heaven | ||
| -Laura Franke | -Connie Wolters | With Jesus Christ the Lord. |
| 10-22-98 | 10-22-98 | |
| There once was a horse, | ||
| Pure in heart and soul, | ||
| He was my horse. | ||
| He is my soul mate. | ||
| -Connie Catherine Wolters | ||
| copyright © 2001 | ||
| Connie Wolters |
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Rookie is the sweetest horse he's
sweeter than a cookie,
His name is Imagine That but we all just call him Rookie,
He will lick you on the face for sure as long as you taste good,
Make sure you have a treat of course and don't show him a spur,
He rides so fine it's worth the the time and that's why he's named Rookie.
Rookie's face is oh so sweet you'll end up all in awe,
He loves the birds as they fly by but not the ones that caw,
He runs all day in the pasture as I watch him run faster and faster,
He runs like the wind and I love him and that's why he's named Rookie.
Emily Kate McGeady
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