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 Born to Run
Flying like the wind
the hooves of my filly pound,
With the heart of a thoroughbred
she races across the ground.
She runs with the natural ease
of an eagle soaring high,
Riding the rising thermals to
the top of the “Okie” sky.
Watching her run makes me smile
as I see her stride is sure and long,
She covers the ground quickly on legs
that are sleek and strong.
My darling is always happy to
hear the starting gun,
This tells me for sure
my filly was born to run.
JRS © 4-17-01
The "Okie" Poet
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