A Midnight Ride
Marsh
Ponies
once roamed
here. Nickering
their abundant joy.
Wild beauty Now extinct.
Sometimes, on a foggy night
folks have seen ghost herds frolicking
along the sand where dunes meet the sea.
I would Love to go for a Midnight ride.
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