Equine
He melts my heart
as l watch his Dressage
his graceful presence true
of intelligence, faithful, beautiful
He was once a warhorse
of medieval times
but now a gentle giant
where personality shines
He's a Horse for Kings
with flowing mane and tail
in the Battle of Mohacs
no courage fail
The Black Beauty knew
past Knights rode proud
his sheer beauty grew
Friesian Horse
........................so beautiful
Copyright © Jacqueline Elston | Year Posted 2025
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