#448438 added August 16, 2006 at 1:27pm Restrictions: None
Races
*I wrote this after going to the Saratoga Race Track*
A horse thunders past on the track,
eyes glinting with determination.
Nostrils flare
leaving an icy mist
in the cold winter air.
Muscles flex with every step
Veins quiver with excitment
Dewborn hooves pound in the dirt
Dust clouds awaken
Black mane and tail fly back
Let's go again!
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