**Horses, Whispers, Moonlight, Wheatgrass & You**
In moonlight’s tender silver embrace,
A horse stands still, his spirit at grace.
His breath,
a whisper through the night,
Echoes soft,
in the pale moonlight.
Among the wheatgrass,
tall and free,
Nature's song,
in rustling plea....
Being young doesn’t make one stupid.
Growing old doesn’t make one wise.
No amount of life experience
Makes one immune to lies.
We all have something left to learn.
We all have knowledge to lend.
Not everyone different is an enemy,
Nor all who are the same a friend....
Born in Thought
She’s born in thought, a whisper in the mind,
Fleeting dream, elusive, yet mine.
In the quiet of night, where shadows softly fall,
She dances with stars, eclipsing them all.
Her heart is a canvas, painted with time,
Love and loss intertwine, a rhythm sublime....