Cantering fast along a white fence

The wind whispering to them

Manes flapping across their backs

Tails floating straight out

Coats glistening in the sun

Ears perked up like a fox

Eyes wide open

Nostrils flaring

Now, going full speed

They jump the fence

And gallop toward the woods -

All along my bedroom wall

* One of last year's winning poems.

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