Tracks of a Wandering Mind

Poetry, stories and random thoughts from a wandering mind.

Child of Grace

(written for a seven year old champion equestrienne)

Child of beauty, child of grace,
So proud do you sit still,
With gentle hand upon the rein
That hides an iron will.

Unsmiling in your effort,
But gladness unconcealed,
With skill held in such fragile form
Whose heart is now revealed.

Child of grace now ride again,
Let your spirit lead the way,
And all that see understand
A champion rides today.

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August 26, 2011 - Posted by | Poetry | ,

4 Comments »

  1. I know this child and can truthfully say that you captured her essence precisely and beautifully. Thank you.

    Comment by heartspurs | August 26, 2011 | Reply

    • Thank you very much!

      Comment by Brady | August 26, 2011 | Reply

  2. Like! 🙂

    Comment by thebardonthehill | August 26, 2011 | Reply

    • Thank you!

      Comment by Brady | August 26, 2011 | Reply


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