Spirit of the Wind
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spirit is his name
racing through field or meadow
he loves to run free
in the times of blooms
in the saffron colored dawns
or red sunset dusk
for apples he comes
and you can ride like the wind
amidst summer sounds
gracefully flying
in his rich sleek and black coat
green fields of sunshine
Copyright © Evelyn Judy Buehler | Year Posted 2022
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