My poetry and my thoughts
Poetry is my truth.
Thursday, September 17, 2009
Mira Mis
Beautiful and white,
I'll fly I'm free,
I'll be whatever I want to be.
I stand there tall and proud,
cause I won't ever hit the ground.
Grand and with grace,
I gallop away,
to a place where all us horses stay.
-Sossina
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