Promıses
four white stallions galloped
across the landscape
In tow a lovely lady riding
in a make-believe carriage
The day was filled with promise
Promises for a better tomorrow.
Suddenly the horses became
annoyed
Refusing to yield to the lovely
lady holding their reins.
Her task at hand, corral their
energies
And so she did.
poem by Heather Burns
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