Just a Dream
In the middle of the field
He stands there
Tall and Strong
The wind blowing his mane and tail
As he stands there eyes so bold with a story to tell
He is wild like the thunder
No one can touch him
He longs for freedom
Like the one he use to know
He sees the ropes coming at him
Before they catch him he lets out a mighty cry
But for this Mustang it was all just a dream
For his spirit will never be broken
Copyright © Cara Paynter | Year Posted 2013
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