Generations Blog Archive on October 26, 2009, 8:00

by HorseFeathers, age 16

Time passes with each breath
every heartbeat, every thought

Each second that I live
will never come again

I have grown, I have laughed, and I have cried
I have seen old steeds pass on and
the rebirth of new foals

I have watched the wild horses return
from the mountains to spring pastures
season after season

I do not wish to live in the future
because it is not my time or my place

Every autumn I plant an acorn
in the fields where the yearlings play

For I know that when

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