White Stallion Poem by Colin Ian Jeffery

Horses race across the prairie, white stallion leading
Mares with foals, stallions, manes, tails, swept back
Chasing the wind, hooves sounding like thunder.
Prey animals of flight fleeing from danger
Seeking somewhere safe from predators
Where they can rest, graze, ready for flight again.
Entering a valley they gather, panting and sweating,
Long run with many miles covered at the gallop.
White stallion trots to top of a nearby hill
Overlooking the valley and weary resting herd.
Rising up upon hind legs he gives shrilling neigh
Letting the herd know he is keeping watch
Protecting them from danger while they relax
Mares, foals, and stallions, enjoying the midday heat.