My Favourite Horse

Written by Line Monique Gauthier |
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His mane is long and he is very proud

He neighs and roars and laughs so very loud

Always blissfully joyful as could be

Many funny stories he shares with me


My dearest horse loves day and night to prance

Forever asks me won’t you learn to dance

Whenever he decides to come to life

That’s when he asks me to become his wife


I stop I look I laugh and laugh some more

I know we would be happy to the core

Under the setting sun just him and me

But you should know that I am only three

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Author: Line Monique Gauthier
I started writing poetry as a teenager and the passion for it flourished since retiring. I also dabble in photography, watercolour and acrylics. I created what I call Flash Memory Therapy. I am an active member of Haiku Canada and My poetry is down-to-earth and meant to be understood as opposed to impress with hifalutin words.
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