Newfound sensations set me right;
It gave me directions as a source of light.
Let's start this right, why don't we do it
Starting tonight? A beautiful time
Is in sight.
Feeling the breeze blowing through my
Hair, thoughts of freedom lingered there.
The smell was refreshing: As the rain
Came down, I felt the aroma of a freshly
Mowed meadow.
Freedom was beginning: The horses
Were whispering my name; they
Wanted me to ride them. As I put my
Feet into the stirrups, I lifted myself up
Into the saddle.
Written by Anna Marie Carlson
Sunday, June 27, 2021
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