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Sep 2020
Her long straight hair covered her slender back..it glistened in the morning sun like shiney shellac..bleached blonde from the splendid seaside air as she galloped like a ghost’s silhouette on her mare

Her horse was an inky black as the ace of spades as he trotted through the marshes amidst the everglades.. then across the grassy dunes kicking up the sand.. when she slightly kicked in her heels he cantered on the land..She inhaled the salty seaside air soaking up the ambience from the beauty everywhere..This was the spot that she loved the most down by the ebb and flow of the sandy coast

And saddled on ‘Spirit Dancer’ was what she enjoyed doing best as she sped through the surfy sea she put him through his test..but he raced like a rocket in the early sunlight..never stopping for a second in her determined delight..Two very different species in love with each other as they shared that special bond like a daughter to her Mother
Written by
Jill Tait
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