Mighty Beast

Thu, 01/15/2015 - 14:11 -- rtrapp2

Hearing the lashing tail

as it waves snow away,

coldness never seems to fail.

Although the snow seems to fray

as Summer begins to unveil.

 

The ground begins to harden

as the nights of June pass,

Each day I wish would pardon,

Freedom reigns atop a beast,

Oh, how I want to feel free alas.

 

Four hooves beating the ground like a drum,

This great beast has a lot of freedom,

roaming all throughout the plains.

There is no mentality to be flighty

since what I want is quite mighty.

That mystical, magical, mighty beast.

 

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