God,
Keep her safe:
This once-proud creature
That now hangs her head in defeat.
She used to sing a song
Of a sweet soul
And a strong spirit.
Now she is slowly slipping away
Before my tear filled eyes.
God,
Keep her strong:
She once ran free,
Her head always up
Her hooves always lifted high.
She used to buck and kick;
She used to run and play.
Now she is slowly slipping away
Before my tear filled eyes.
God,
Keep her snug:
Let this broken spirit sleep,
Allow her to escape the hurt.
Her eyes that echo the pain within,
Are now dull and gray.
The peaceful silence is drawing her in.
Now she is slowly slipping away
Before my tear filled eyes.
God,
Protect her:
Don't let her go.
Don't let her fall.
Don't let her down.
I beg of you,
Let this just be a dream;
Don't let her slowly slip away
Before my tear filled eyes.
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Feel free to criticize it and all that stuff. I welcome it openly
And if you wonder, this is about a dream I had in which my horse (which I love dearly with all my heart and would probably kill myself if she died) was sick and (dun dun dun!) DIED! I thought it was real when I woke up and was really freaked out and crying and I grabbed my secret little journal and BAM! This poem was created. Hope you enjoy it
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