A sight to behold

I lay in peace in meadows green 
Surrounded my natures screen 
The sun beats down like a hot drum 
And beats against my chest 
And there across the meadow
With these eyes I was then  blessed 

I watched in awe 
Wide eyed 
And there across the meadow 
Standing 12 hands high 
With a Chestnut main 
That danced within the breeze 
At first I thought my eyes had been deceived  
I rubbed them twice as to make them believe 

I moved around for a better luck 
Ripped my coat as I got stuck 
And then I saw 
I couldn’t believe my luck 
I pulled my coat and became unstuck 
 
And there along by her side 
A baby foal stands and opens its eyes 
At first he stumbled, almost tumbles 
As it wrestles to its feet 
Gentile yet off balanced 
Yet still a life complete

The mother with her chest nut head 
And fine mane of hair 
Lifts it up 
Then across the meadow she then stares 
Then sniffs the air with nostrils flared

And with a nudge off they trudge 
I guess I had her spooked 
I think the giveaway was the dust kicked up by their galloping hooves
 And the speed which they had moved. 
So I sat down and ate my food 
Laid down amongst the whispering grass
And reminisced on what did pass 
Those beautiful creatures I did see 
Will never leave my memory 
I’ll hold that sight for eternity