Silent Observers

GirlsHorseClub.com Blog Archive on November 14, 2009, 21:00


by Rochlia, age 14

Silent observers, they watch and wait
Unmoving beauty, so ornate

Prancing, peering, statuesque spies
They glance through the room with prying eyes

Always captive, yet ever free
The same position forever to be

Yet their minds travel off so far
A meadow with mustangs, a blazing star

They can go anywhere their hearts can lead
And become living steeds

But in real life, they sit on a shelf
Model horses, not truly themselves

Each a replica, a simple bust
Standing alone and gathering dust

Until


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