Adorable appalloosas ambling along
Adorable appalloosas ambling along
Dancing to their favourite song.
They're as happy as can be.
Running and jumping wild and free.
Beautiful creatures for you to see.
Loving and kind to you and me.
Jumping over hurdles and hedges
Peeping in at window ledges.
Coats of satin or silk
Coloured as white as milk
With spots as black as coal.
Oh! Look there! She's had a foal.
Watch the appalloosas play!
Hear them whinney or neigh!
A nice day at the coast
The wind rustles through the trees.
Your hair blowing in the gentle breeze.
You can smell the sea in the air.
The smell of salt is everywhere.
Seagulls calling out to you.
They want fish and chips like you do.
Waves gently rolling on the sand.
You're deciding whether to stay on dry land.
Or should you cruise around the bay.
& make the most of a good day.
Adorable appalloosas ambling along
Adorable appalloosas ambling along
Dancing to their favourite song.
They're as happy as can be.
Running and jumping wild and free.
Beautiful creatures for you to see.
Loving and kind to you and me.
Jumping over hurdles and hedges
Peeping in at window ledges.
Coats of satin or silk
Coloured as white as milk
With spots as black as coal.
Oh! Look there! She's had a foal.
Watch the appalloosas play!
Hear them whinney or neigh!
This is not just a poem, it’s a song. 🎶🤍
A nice day at the coast
The wind rustles through the trees.
Your hair blowing in the gentle breeze.
You can smell the sea in the air.
The smell of salt is everywhere.
Seagulls calling out to you.
They want fish and chips like you do.
Waves gently rolling on the sand.
You're deciding whether to stay on dry land.
Or should you cruise around the bay.
& make the most of a good day.
I can imagine this…good poem Lady Ann 🤍🙏🏼🫧
Adorable appalloosas ambling along
Adorable appalloosas ambling along
Dancing to their favourite song.
They're as happy as can be.
Running and jumping wild and free.
Beautiful creatures for you to see.
Loving and kind to you and me.
Jumping over hurdles and hedges
Peeping in at window ledges.
Coats of satin or silk
Coloured as white as milk
With spots as black as coal.
Oh! Look there! She's had a foal.
Watch the appalloosas play!
Hear them whinney or neigh!
This is not just a poem, it’s a song. 🎶🤍
I can write and sing songs too. I'm glad you enjoyed reading my poem.
A nice day at the coast
The wind rustles through the trees.
Your hair blowing in the gentle breeze.
You can smell the sea in the air.
The smell of salt is everywhere.
Seagulls calling out to you.
They want fish and chips like you do.
Waves gently rolling on the sand.
You're deciding whether to stay on dry land.
Or should you cruise around the bay.
& make the most of a good day.
I can imagine this…good poem Lady Ann 🤍🙏🏼🫧
I'm glad the imagery in my poem allowed you to imagine this. Thank you very much, Lady Divine.
A nice day at the coast
The wind rustles through the trees.
Your hair blowing in the gentle breeze.
You can smell the sea in the air.
The smell of salt is everywhere.
Seagulls calling out to you.
They want fish and chips like you do.
Waves gently rolling on the sand.
You're deciding whether to stay on dry land.
Or should you cruise around the bay.
& make the most of a good day.
I can imagine this…good poem Lady Ann 🤍🙏🏼🫧
I'm glad the imagery in my poem allowed you to imagine this. Thank you very much, Lady Divine.
Great to have you share, thank you again Lady Ann 🙏🏼🤍🫧
A nice day at the coast
The wind rustles through the trees.
Your hair blowing in the gentle breeze.
You can smell the sea in the air.
The smell of salt is everywhere.
Seagulls calling out to you.
They want fish and chips like you do.
Waves gently rolling on the sand.
You're deciding whether to stay on dry land.
Or should you cruise around the bay.
& make the most of a good day.
I can imagine this…good poem Lady Ann 🤍🙏🏼🫧
I'm glad the imagery in my poem allowed you to imagine this. Thank you very much, Lady Divine.
Great to have you share, thank you again Lady Ann 🙏🏼🤍🫧
You're welcome, Lady Divine. I've just been very busy.
A nice day at the coast
The wind rustles through the trees.
Your hair blowing in the gentle breeze.
You can smell the sea in the air.
The smell of salt is everywhere.
Seagulls calling out to you.
They want fish and chips like you do.
Waves gently rolling on the sand.
You're deciding whether to stay on dry land.
Or should you cruise around the bay.
& make the most of a good day.
I can imagine this…good poem Lady Ann 🤍🙏🏼🫧
I'm glad the imagery in my poem allowed you to imagine this. Thank you very much, Lady Divine.
Great to have you share, thank you again Lady Ann 🙏🏼🤍🫧
You're welcome, Lady Divine. I've just been very busy.
I appreciate you for dropping by 🤍😊
A nice day at the coast
The wind rustles through the trees.
Your hair blowing in the gentle breeze.
You can smell the sea in the air.
The smell of salt is everywhere.
Seagulls calling out to you.
They want fish and chips like you do.
Waves gently rolling on the sand.
You're deciding whether to stay on dry land.
Or should you cruise around the bay.
& make the most of a good day.
I can imagine this…good poem Lady Ann 🤍🙏🏼🫧
I'm glad the imagery in my poem allowed you to imagine this. Thank you very much, Lady Divine.
Great to have you share, thank you again Lady Ann 🙏🏼🤍🫧
You're welcome, Lady Divine. I've just been very busy.
I appreciate you for dropping by 🤍😊
Thank you very much for the appreciation. :0)
When I was a girl I dreamt
When I was a girl I dreamt of having a farm.
There was a reason why it held such charm.
I dreamt of work-horses ploughing the fields.
Harvesting the crops that the land yields.
I dreamt of sheep-dogs rounding up sheep
Before coming in around the fire to sleep.
I dreamt of stroking their silky coat.
On them & horses I'd dote.
For my favourite animals they'd get the vote.
I dreamt of waking up to the barn owls coo
As well as the cockerel calling you.
I dreamt of picking up hens eggs
While watching they didn't peck my legs.
When I was a girl I dreamt
When I was a girl I dreamt of having a farm.
There was a reason why it held such charm.
I dreamt of work-horses ploughing the fields.
Harvesting the crops that the land yields.
I dreamt of sheep-dogs rounding up sheep
Before coming in around the fire to sleep.
I dreamt of stroking their silky coat.
On them & horses I'd dote.
For my favourite animals they'd get the vote.
I dreamt of waking up to the barn owls coo
As well as the cockerel calling you.
I dreamt of picking up hens eggs
While watching they didn't peck my legs.
Sweet…
I'm glad you like it.
It’s great to read your creativity!!!
When I was a girl I dreamt
When I was a girl I dreamt of having a farm.
There was a reason why it held such charm.
I dreamt of work-horses ploughing the fields.
Harvesting the crops that the land yields.
I dreamt of sheep-dogs rounding up sheep
Before coming in around the fire to sleep.
I dreamt of stroking their silky coat.
On them & horses I'd dote.
For my favourite animals they'd get the vote.
I dreamt of waking up to the barn owls coo
As well as the cockerel calling you.
I dreamt of picking up hens eggs
While watching they didn't peck my legs.
Sweet…
I'm glad you like it.
It’s great to read your creativity!!!
Thank you very much. I haven't had much time to read anything than a poem a day and coursework recently or to write anything but coursework.
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