Mustang
My loyal and true heart
is a cowboy's desire,
but his soothing words
and gentle hands
make promises
I know he won't keep.
I'm not so easily swayed
as are the ladies,
for my eyes will always yearn
for what he can't give me.
Perhaps that's my appeal;
we both long for the same thing.
by Margaret Bednar, January 30, 2013
This is for Poetry Jam "The Beast in You" and Friday Flash 55 (will link up with Thursday after 8pm) - 55 words, no more, no less.
I have been BUSY lately. I moved yet again to a new barn... I will be updating here about that soon.
