Black Beauty
Black Beauty a highbred horse was born to kind masters,
as a colt with his mother he ran faster and faster;
he was beautiful and shiny black with a star on his head,
soon, he was sold and leaving his mom filled him with dread.
Beauty is growing very handsome into his adulthood,
in the next stall to his a lovely chestnut mare, Ginger stood;
and a pretty dappled grey pony called Merrylegs on the other side,
days spent in a lovely meadow with stream they would run free and untied.
Black Beauty would know ten homes in his life,
some were kind but most filled his existence with great agony and strife;
a bad fall had ruined his knees and he was no longer desired,
his beauty faded because of his flaw and he was no longer admired.
But, Beauty always maintained his faithfulness and obedience to all,
courageous all his life even when made to pull coal carts and uphill haul;
until he could not anymore and fell a broken horse and used up,
the star on his forehead covered with coal dirt like make-up.
Being sold again, he looked pathetic and no one wanted him,
his head down he had no happiness and would accept a fate grim;
until a old familiar voice of great kindness woke a memory,
bringing images of love and nobility, beautiful, lovely and feathery.
"I have nothing to fear and here my story ends.
My troubles are over and I am home. "
Quote by _ Black Beauty,
the narrator of Anna Sewell's novel, 1877
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October 2, 2021
Poetry/Rhyme/Black Beauty
Copyright Protected, ID 10-1392-557-02
All Rights Reserved, 2021, Constance La France
Written for the Premier contest, A Notable Horse
sponsor, Robert James Liguori, Judged 10/14/2021
Second Place
Copyright © Constance La France | Year Posted 2021
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