Their Power Blog Archive on October 18, 2009, 7:50

by Pal’s Pal, age 11

As I take up the reins
tears are streaming down my face
it’s been a long hard day
and there’s no use in fighting with it
and stare upon this barren place.

With your silky mane
and a muzzle of velvet
your wings of purity
your very essence washes over me.

You take me in and let me fly
you take me in and let me cry
you seem to make the world
stop and bow its head.

And you soar on the wings of heaven
and you never let me fall
I lean on you.

You clear

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