Poem #2
Sweet pea is a Standardbred.
Sweet Pea is a barrel racer.
Sweet Pea is sure-footed.
Sweet Pea is Gentle.
Sweet Pea is a mare.
Sweet Pea is mine.
Sweet Pea is old.
Sweet Pea
Poem #3
Sweet Pea is a barrel racer at heart.
When she goes around the barrel,
You feel her pull every thing in the turn,
Running between barrels you feel the wind.
Running home you feel her let it all out.
Stopping you feel her return to herself.
Don’t you wish you can feel her power.
Poem #4
Going thought the woods,
She has smooth gaits
No matter her speed
But going though the gait
To the first barrel she has heart
And may get exited
trying to beat other horses
She acts like a 2 year old
Of course
She is a 18 years old
Who will never give her youth up
She still is healthy and gentle
Watch out
She may run
She still has a lot of fire left
What a girl she is
An x-racer is the way to go
As long as they are sweet
Like my sweet pea
All Writing.Com images are copyrighted and may not be copied / modified in any way. All other brand names & trademarks are owned by their respective companies.
Generated in 0.05 seconds at 8:31pm on Nov 05, 2024 via server WEBX1.