Unbridled Youth
Pleased as punch
This mother quite proud
Flips up her tail
Neighing out loud
Her gait so lively
Her head held high
This bright young fella
Once a gleam in her eye
Unbridled spirit
Feeling so grand
The spitting image
Of his dear old man
Romping through fields
Free of reins
Thundering hoofs
Flying mane
A frisky young colt
Like dad in his day
Who was quite a stud
They were heard to say
Then back to the barn
When day is done
This spirited young colt
Was born to run
Resting for a while
Batteries recharged
Chomping at the bit
A spirit so large
Such unbridled youth
Exuberance defined
This pesky young colt
It's his moment to shine
©Jack Ellison 2012
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