Mine
I’ve a carousel horse
Corralled in my back yard
I keep the gate closed
So he cannot get far
Loosed from his go ’round
But locked square in place
Tasked with keeping that bit
Painted smile on his face
-a.r.
Photograph by Brooke Shaden
I’ve a carousel horse
Corralled in my back yard
I keep the gate closed
So he cannot get far
Loosed from his go ’round
But locked square in place
Tasked with keeping that bit
Painted smile on his face
-a.r.
Photograph by Brooke Shaden
~ by April on August 1, 2016.
Posted in Humanity, Poetry, Whimsy
Tags: Captive, Carousel, Denial, Entertainment, Forced, freedom, Happiness, Happy, Horse, Joy, Poetry
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I am always thrilled when you like one of my poems, makes me smile. Thank You.
Such an eloquent smile.