Horse Molly Poems

My Molly May

I had a little pony
I called her Molly May
So often I would venture out
And feed her bales of hay.

So then she’d frolic
Kick her...

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Here’s her picture: 
black as Bucephalus with a graceful 
crest, ears pricked to a skyline
outside the frame.
My first love in high school,
sold for college. 

I...

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