N                   Here are a few of my poems.   THE SONG OF THE UNICORN Out of the forest I turn to see The strangest face Looking at me A horn of gold A mane of silk A coat of Ivory As smooth as milk Theboldness of her golden horn The glimmer of pride in her diamond eyes There stood the magical unicorn As beautiful as the sunrise The mysterious flames That burns in her eyes Her elegant prance And her haunting cry Could it be true This legendary Thing Is the last one left With a heart that sings? Without warning She dissapeared WIth the oncoming morning TO be seen she feared. I listen closly I start to hear The song of the unicorn Echoing in my ears.    

MOONLIGHT MADNESS The moon so high in the sky The stars twinkle as they rush by Their breath steaming the cold winters air They went galloping by without a care They pranced and danced through the snow Kicking it up as they go The cold, crisp December air Did not bother these young mares They were given the power of flight As they galloped into the night Their hoofprints imprinted in the snow All reflecting in the moons bright glow The angels of heaven graced these horses With strange, powerful unseen forces The angels of glory looked down below And saw these horses in thesnow The angels of pride Watched these horses so smoothly glide As if they had wings, Oh the joy these horses bring The horses call as if in song Piercing the night like a chinese gong But through the silence of thenight These horses have taken flight In the moon and stars bright light Without a trace of sadness In this moonlight madness.   FAREWELL TO A FRIEND There was a day When I felt like sighing There was a day
When I felt I was dying There was a day When I had to cry There was a day When I said good-bye There was a day I thought would never end That was the day I said farewell to a friend.     THE FINAL GOODBYE As I stare Into the black sky I realize how much I care For the horse that had died I see an image of Ami Flying through the sky O my beautiful Ami Why did you have to die? Though I'm not very good With saying long good-byes BUt I know that I should And I know that I'll try I go to your empty stall The tears come rolling out I know I must say, onec and for all These word s I need not to shout I will not forget you And that is no lie But the time has come for me To say my final good-bye   SHATTERED DREAMS Every time I come so close To getting the thing I want the most Things are shattered right then and there I've learned that life is never fair Things are never what they seem They are only shattered Dreams   MY AMI Whisper of hooves On the grass soft nose sleek neck 3 white socks and a blaze I turn to see my Ami there But I am so alone I smell the sweet scent of apples On my cheek I turn to see But noones there I see an empty stall right there Old hay and bedding I expect to see A chesnut face But nothing is to be I hear a gallop sound   overhead and hoofprints in the clouds But I can not see the pretty face But I know she is there (written by Jen Wahl) (the poems "Farewell toa Friend, " "Final Good bye" and "My Ami" were written after a favorite horse died.) THAT GENTLE TEAR I saw the look Of the little girl Whose hands shook As if she were holding a pearl I saw her on the back Of that arabian mare sitting  tall and proud The wind blowing her hair I saw the gleam In her eyes I heard her laugh and not cry This little girl Who was born into strife Looked up then and saw a new life SHe saw a future That was bright and clear That's when I saw That gentle tear A tear of happiness A tear of love A tear of hope And a horse named Dove I remember When she got off The words she said sweet and soft "Thank you Dove You're my best friend I will love you until we come to an end" (this poem was written about a beautiful horse who has helped many children in their time of needing a friend) THAT SPECIAL TOUCH The look of happiness In her small eyes The love that will never die On the broad back Of an Arabian mare or  a Quarter horse that's there The hope in her mothers smile that hadn't been there for a while The one they'd given up hope on Had been driven to respond To the creak of the saddle The smell of the horse The feel of the leather The mane likke a feather The one who cried when they took her off The first time she ever made a sound The dim look That turns bright The one who's driven To a new hight The one who improves When she saw no light The miracle of miracles The horse (waritten by Jen Wahl) (this poem was written about handicaped riding) THE CRY IN THE NIGHT I am facing a wall of darkness There is nothing to be seen Unknown things creep and crawl With eyes much to keen I trip and stumble I tumble and fall only to find There was nothing there at all There is too much quiet In this dark, dark night No one could deny it That something was not right Then a noise rang through my ears A  hideus wail, piercing the night That confirmed all my fears All my feelings of my fright Then a moon peeked through the clouds giving off a little light Then I turned to see What had made this cry in the night TO my surprise it was nothing At least nothing I could see For that cry in the night Had only come from me.   WRITE ME AND TELL ME WHAT YOU THINK OF MY POEMS!
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