Strong Will, Strong Heart Blog Archive on November 14, 2009, 22:00

by Violet Inkpen, age 13

Cantering forward, jumping the fence,
Flicking his ears, bending his neck.
Perfect posture, perfect moves,
Everything is in a perfect groove.

Then comes me on my pinto mare,
Her ears pinned back, she doesn’t care.
She fights me, wanting to run,
But she jumps the fence, she shows everyone.

My mare kicks up her heels in glee,
She tries to fight, to command me.
Although I struggle to keep her calm,
We jump together, leaving them in awe.

My horse isn’t perfect, not at all.