deepundergroundpoetry.com
The painted horses
The painted horses on the wall
gallop along when the day is dull
Hoof prints in the snow
running from a hunter with a bow
Oh painted pony never leave my side
Journey with me lets have another ride
Your bones are old and full of ache
Slow down for my sake
Oh painted pony i watch you slowly glide
Friendship has lasted even though you died
Published 12th Aug 2012
All writing remains the property of the author. Don't use it for any purpose without their permission.
likes 1
reading list entries 0
comments 3
reads 683
Commenting Preference:
The author is looking for friendly feedback.
16th Aug 2012 11:33pm
I loved this sentimental and sweet poem! I think that when you love anything, be it a loved one or a favorite pet... and if you remember them and never forget them... then it is like they never leave you even long after they are gone. They are with you still, and there is comfort in that simple truth. That is the beautiful thought that your poem brought to my mind.
17th Aug 2012 3:20pm
18th Apr 2015 2:47am
