Mustang

Mustang

Through the grassy fields I gallop,

Waving my mane.

I am a mustang.

Through fields filled with flowers

I gallop.

My dappled coat shines in the sun

With my white mane and tail softly gliding

Behind me.

My black foal gallops behind me

Happily frisking along

His black eyes filled with happiness and

Excitement.

I stop to graze and my foal joins me.

We take a final trot under the stars that shine

Like diamonds.

I am a mustang.

Wild and free.