Looking At It Now

The tea was cold and fragrant.

Sipped with such delight.

She stared into the stables.

Watching the early light.

The mares were eating grass or hay.

She never remembered which.

They always looked so wise and strong.

There eyes never miss.

Content and happy she could not have known

life would swing her here.

A life full of everything her heart truly held dear.

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