Sunset Ride
Oiled and polished tack
golden coat, white mane
16 hands of raw energy
freshly groomed
chomping at the bit
snorting in anticipation
snow falling lightly
reins firmly in hand
slow canter across
snow blanketed field
steam rising from
my powerful steed
hawks circle overhead
red fox watches
absolute peace
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