talk about perfect…………
the horses got loose. 5 of them.
running up and down
back and forth
shrill sounds
as always, they are
FREE
do they run
for the mountains?
no.
up and down the road….
shrill whinnying
and it's almost dark.
talk about perfect…………
the horses got loose. 5 of them.
running up and down
back and forth
shrill sounds
as always, they are
FREE
do they run
for the mountains?
no.
up and down the road….
shrill whinnying
and it's almost dark.
velma…makes my heart pound. usually everyone around participates in the return.karen…yes indeed.jude…hopefully, just them.
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i wonder what will be running by after dark?
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i so remember the sound of eight shod feet clattering up the road outside my bedroom window…and thinking oh, no!
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Sounds like inspiration for beasts, if you ask me…
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Hello Grace. I passed through your state on the train! I wondered, will I see Grace? I remember the loose horses in the barn area of the racetrack…catching them was necessary but Oh I had such sympathy with them running free…
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