Fingers hooked in metal
fencing woven in diamonds.
Eyes pressed against pony hides
ruffled by autumn winds.
Unhooked fingers twitching
through the fence to feel the
wiry soft mane, the charbroiled
coat of the stocky Shetlands.
The love of horses never to
admit defeat, wins over the
greed of the ponies hungering
with love for the
grass-bearing children.
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