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March 2013 Poem Contest
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| You can vote once a day.
|  Jane Crandal & JB |
| 2013-04-07 17:55:06 | |
| The Price Of Trust
by 66luvponies They plough on the turf clinging to their feathered hoooves sunlight dulled in their weary eyes they plough on They plough on clumsily docked tails flapping against their legs like their tangled manes whipping them on They plough on They plough on harnesses to big trust too small They plough on They plough on no rest or feed just toil and sweat they plough on They fall ungroomed coats scraping the clay soil they do not trust why should they? |  66luvponies & Low Lightning |
| 2013-03-01 08:21:15 | |
| Title: The Four Horses
By: Horsesforever12 There once were four horses, And fast and sure were they; They galloped day and night, And they each had something to say... The first, named Courage, liked to say, "I am not afraid of much, but I get my courage by... Being strong and steady, And yelling to the wind, "Come what may!" The second, Patience, would tell me, "I am patient because I am loving; I am strong but sweet, And I care for everyone...even a flea!" The third, Hope, with his voice echoing said: "I am hopeful because there is always tomorrow; I am happy yet sincere, And I am never sad when I go to bed!" Finally, the fourth...Joy, said happily, "Rejoice! I am joyful because the Lord is great, He made Courage, Patience, Hope and me... And if YOU rejoice, you can be HAPPY!" :) |  Horsesforever12 & Jedi |
| 2013-03-01 18:47:53 | |
| The loss of Bobby Winkles
Bobby was a fine old chap, Broke a leg, Rushed to the vet, And never seen again. Although he was a healthy guy, I saw him as a foal, The fellow at the vet said, "He must be put to bed!" So that was the story of Bobby Winkles, The ghost still rises high. Bobby,RIP! |  tree45 & Hidden Moon |
| 2013-03-02 08:35:47 | |
| Remember Your First Time?
By SpiritRider3101 Remember the first time? You sat on a horse, The feeling so divine Were you scared? Were you confident? Should you have really cared? Maybe it was a chestnut, A pony perhaps. Then you were put, On the slenderness of his back. The thing is horses never forget. Their every first ride. When you met them. And neither do humans, Very much like you | SpiritRider3101 & Shade |
| 2013-03-03 16:47:21 | |
| My Mini Pony
Kristi Cavanaugh and Barq M y mini pony I s so great! N o one knows how much I love him I could do without his habbit of kicking my shins P onies are great, but my mini pony is O utstanding! N either rain, or sleet, or snow with keep him from loving Y our mini pony will be just as sweet, My mini pony is really neat! I just entered for fun, this is NOT my best work! :P | Kristi Cavanaugh and Barq & Comanche |
| 2013-03-05 02:49:18 | |
| The Ballon Float
By:sleek pony ballons FLOAT IJN THE SKY ballons GO UP AND HIGH ballons ARE NOT SHY ballons CAN FLY! | Sleek Pony & Pal |
| 2013-03-07 00:08:25 | |
| A Horse Called Thunder
By: Wallawalla I saw you as a colt, but I still didn't know what to call you. you so wanted to bolt, those hooves so loud, I decided to call you Thunder. Thunder it was until you grew up, with that black, shiny, sleek coat of yours, people called you Black Lightning. I didn't like it. That name of yours. It was the other black horse that made the difference. She was just like you, fun and happy. Until you grew up. That day that you grew up, I cried. You were four. No longer my Thunder, but everybody's Black Lightning. |  wallawalla & Moonlight |
| 2013-03-09 01:38:58 | |
| To ride a horse
By The Black Stallion Lover To get on a horse, Requires no skill, But if you're not good, Then you likely will spill! |  The Black Stallion Lover & Ziyadah |
| 2013-03-09 05:28:48 | |
| Elements Of Riding
By The Black Stallion Lover I ride high up on my horse, The Wind teases my hair, I urge him into a run, His hooves pound the dry Earth. We canter into the creek, The Water splashes us, We gallop on through the Wood, As if his tail's on Fire. | The Black Stallion Lover & Ziyadah |
| 2013-03-10 03:44:19 |
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