White Horse

White Horse

A Poem by Lyndy
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A girl greets a white horse. Their relationship as owner and pet shows how important it is to cherish the little things we have and be grateful.

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I saw a white mare running freely on the green pasture
She was running and finally stopped to meet her owner
Who is a girl around fifteen

The girl smiled when she saw the mare
And gently stroked her head
I saw the close loving relationship they shared
And realised that life is about cherishing what you have



© 2015 Lyndy


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I love simple, neatly written poetries on love and relationship. Yours is just the one I generally look for in the poetries, simplicity and passion. Well done Lyndy.

Posted 9 Years Ago


Lyndy

9 Years Ago

Thanks so much, Sugata! :)
A beautiful relationship in near future awaits.. well expressed :)

Posted 9 Years Ago


Lyndy

9 Years Ago

Thanks so much! :D
That is so cute and true, wonderful message. You are a amazing writer.

Posted 9 Years Ago


Lyndy

9 Years Ago

Thanks so much! ^^
This is a very sweet poem. Very simple, very direct, but a good sentiment.

Posted 9 Years Ago


Lyndy

9 Years Ago

Thanks so much! :D
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This was too adorable!! First off I absolutely love horses!!! And the beautiful message resonated with me today.

Posted 9 Years Ago


Lyndy

9 Years Ago

Haha. :D Glad you enjoyed it. Thanks a lot! :D
Wonderful write, I agree enjoying the things you have been blessed with, so many
don't. Thanks for sharing and b-blessed!

Posted 9 Years Ago


Lyndy

9 Years Ago

Thanks! Be blessed too! ^^

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Added on February 11, 2015
Last Updated on February 11, 2015
Tags: white horse, girl, relationship

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Lyndy
Lyndy

Kuala Lumpur, Malaysia



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I'm an amateur writer who likes to write fiction stories, poems and song lyrics during my free time, when my imagination runs wild or when i get inspired. I also love making new friends and learning a.. more..

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