Horse

Horses trotting by
Swishing their glossy tails in the glistening sun,
That are long as flowing rivers.
Tall as a sky scraper
With their massive bodies.
White as the early snow
With twinkling stars in their eyes.
Horses swiftly canter by
In the cold misty morning.
Their hooves clashing on the wet ground
With rhythmic drumbeats.
Leaving trails as big as my hand
For miles away to follow.
Horses dancing by
Majestically with their heads arching
Gracefully like swans.
Their eyes full of blaze
As they wildly gallop into deep, green pastures.