Perspective Poem
I Am a Horse
I am a horse
I wonder who will be riding me next
I hear stomp stomp stomp whenever I walk or run
I see the tall green grass
I want to be ridden one day
I am lonely when I am by myself
I pretend l am flying off the ground
I feel people washing my hooves and body
I touch the grass on the ground
I understand that people rides me
I say hello to people and friends
I dream that someone is riding me
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