Sunday, March 25, 2012

Big Orange, aka Great White

Trotting wildly in the rain
pudding of clay
giant one,
just happy.

Waiting, unknowing,
for the new friend next week.
Why Dad built over there
before the storms
one capacious

Paddocks on lush pasture.
Little Horse needing
a home. Trailered line of Blue Ridge,

I'll stand for you,
says the Giant.
We'll hold this hill.

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