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A green, lowly worm
Doomed by sluggish motion
Longs for a new term
Fights for a promotion

Crawling to the nearest leaf
The climb up the vine was arduous
Survival, a lone belief
Learning the “way of life” seemed strenuous

Instinct, its automatic action
The worm falls to sleep in the moonlight
Unaware of its splendid reaction
When it woke, surprised by the brilliant sight

Blessed, beautiful wings
Land feels no more of a limitation
Bountiful flowers blossom where it sings
The butterfly now glides with boundless sensation
Sorry that I haven't posted in like an eternity. Graduation, summer, and a new job have delayed my passion for a while....but it is great to be back!
-M&M
Riding boots, helmet, and garments of leather
All equipped to meet a safety need
Jump on and shout, “never say never!”
You embark with your loyal steed

You and your soul mate take a lofty stroll
Before charging at the speed of light!
So that you can minimize the harmful toll
And continue to glide across like a kite

Hurdles and other similar props
Can easily be defeated by the soaring jump
With riding tricks grasped, your horse could never stop
Until there is no more power left in its energy pump

Falling off sometimes seems inevitable
Especially when your horse sees the tasty blue
Your bond rhythm needs to be sustainable
So that your horse can follow on cue

Rider and horse share a deep connection
With the two in sync, you will win the next riding election
This is a poem for a friend of mine for her birthday!
-M&M

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