Kentucky Girl
Kentucky Girl
Passing meadows lush with grass
Rail fences painted white
Stretching off toward distant hills
I observed an remarkable sight
She was a Kentucky girl
Bred from champion stock
Proud and beautiful to see
From head down to fetlock
Her body was magnificent
Sixteen hands in size
A shiny, rippling chestnut coat
White blaze between her eyes
I could see she was a yearling
She had not yet been shod
A girl still basking in her youth
Pawing at the sod.
It seems she liked to flirt with me
By ignoring my advance
Then moving down the rails a bit
Giving me a sideward glance
She would not let me get too close
Though she had no fear of me
Perhaps she thought I’d harness her
She just wanted to be free
Much time has passed since I saw her
And admired her gentle face
But I know I was just born to watch
While she was born to race
Placed 4th in Carol Browns A Horse Story
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