Long Ago

Our horses are running to save our lives Distance traveled to far to describe The horse's quick hooves trample the grass Never to slow, their hearts must surpass Faster they go, with eyes firmly fixed In changing terrain fences of sticks We brothers in arms since royal birth Lords of this Kingdom, he is the first Glistening swords always kept clean Carried arrows and quivers, since we were wean Chased for miles, since sun's first light Hope and our horse, we'll carry us this night All there is, a royal honor to claim A blood-stained sword, to hold our name In songs of valor, our deeds will lend Before night grays, our lives may end 3/27/20 contest Some Paradise Where Horses Go contest judged 4/2/20