The beauty of the ride.

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The beauty of the ride.

There is something magical when getting on a horse.
Its power in submission by your voice.
Lively and free these beats can be.
Stride Mustang and ride.....

 my soul is set free....

Have you ever asked a horse for a kiss?
Their furry little nostrils tickle your upper lip.
Cheyanne the dun loves to use her toungue.
I bust out in giggles boy she is alot of fun.

my soul is set free.....

Canter and walk, trot and stand still.
Come forward and hoe you do this for me.
Joyful moments out of my window pain.
Each command conquered here comes the reign.

my soul is set free.....


Up and balanced on her back I am.
Ears pointed backwards ready to begin.
Clicking of the toungue to get you going.
Hold on passenger this is faster than rowing...

My soul is set free.....

There is nothing like the relationship with a horse.
Especially when riding that obstacle course.
Two become one in a journey life.
My hair breezing in the wind no thoughts of strife.

I am set free:)

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BadBadBear commented on The beauty of the ride.

12-28-2009

Ride lisa ride, set your soul free lady! This brings back great memories of my horse! A very nice write!

lisagrizzly

12/28/2009

Thank you how sweet. There is just something magical when riding isn't there? :)

countrypoet commented on The beauty of the ride.

12-17-2009

As someone,who has been around horses most of my life I can really appreciate the magic of riding a horse every time I climb into the saddle.It never grows old.I have a great love and admiration for these gentle and very affectionate animal friends.Thank you for sharing this very beautiful and picturesque poem. Terry

lisagrizzly

12/18/2009

Thank you so much for taking the time to read my poem. As a survivor of childhood abuse my two mustangs has found a place in my heart. They are my angels ya know. It is nice to have a fellow horseman comment on the joy of riding a horse. Again ty. God Bless

Poetry is what is lost in translation.

Robert Frost (1875-1963) American Poet.

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