I Dream of Wild Horses

GirlsHorseClub.com Blog Archive on February 10, 2010, 14:26

by Anne-Marie, age 10

I dream of horses galloping in a valley, wild, majestic and free.

Manes and tails flying, hearts racing, eyes ablaze and nostrils flaring.

Heading toward the beach, ears prick forward at the sound of rolling waves.

They gallop so quickly, it looks as if they are floating above the ground.

Chesnuts, bays, blacks, browns, whites, greys, palominos and paints…

Though there are many in such a large herd, not one horse is left behind.

Their whinnies, snorts and nickers are music to my ears.

At sunset the horses