Hand Painted Pintos
Fierce Im a fire blazing
Heat sweeping through the plains
Singed wheat blowing smoke signals
Powerful Im the rain storming
Downpour letting out the aches and pain
Flood water washing the evidence away
Gentle Im the wind pushing
Drying the blood from battles played
Gusts blow the tears from cheeks
Firm Im the earth - breathing
Warmth and healing in the night and day
Hand painted pintos lead the way
Copyright © Jay Loveless | Year Posted 2013
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