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Perfection Of Scene

Perfection Of Scene

Along the velvet sand he runs the shore,

this mystic creature here, at ocean's door.

A dampened coat that flaunts a cool sea spray,

that shimmers shades of brilliant white and grey.

He storms the open front with utter pride,

as crystal waters ripple by his side.

While through the breeze a rugged windswept mane,

perfection of this creature won't be tame.

Strong hooves that prance their mark on sunken grain,

this image questions why or how he came?

As seas clear echo strengthens with each stride,

strong legs forever gliding with the tide.

A brilliant piece that captures every eye,

majestic wonder seen while walking by.

As work of art hangs proudly on display,

this stallions fortress always here to stay.

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Tracey Sivek

The horse it so majestic.. I absolutely love this post.. xo

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Susan Chetcuti

Thanks so much for your kind comment. I am so glad you enjoyed it.

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Susan Chetcuti

Thanks so much Cherie for taking the time to read it. And I am so glad that you enjoyed it. xx

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