Muriel, a memory

Memory of Muriel When the big wave crashed ashore on the rocky side of the bay, seven white stallions, silky manes flying, galloped ashore to seek freedom in the green winter valley. The old man's sons helped their father to swim and he was glad Coming home, he called his wife Muriel and told her he had been swimming with his son. The sons were worried their mother had been dead for many years In the valley of greenness, the stallions see the grass turned pale longed for the freedom of the open sea. When a summer storm came, the stallions galloped back to the shore to join mighty swells on the back of a horse, an old man rode finally, he was going to meet his wife Muriel.