Freedom Blog Archive on March 11, 2010, 9:00

by IllinoisCowgirl, age 9

I reared
I landed on the green grass and was off in a gallop
My eyes were blazing with excitement

My independence burst right out of me
The wind played with my mane
Moving it this way and that
Like the waves of an ocean

My mustang ways shown through me
I passed hills and valleys
Lakes and streams
Fields and pastures where horses neighed at me
Who is this one who runs free without a care in the world?
They wonder

I am as untamed as fire
No rope can bound me