My Rocking Horse Poem by Rolland Heiss

Beneath the moon she gallops
Fearless? Yes, and brave.
The rider boldly seeking
Kingdoms he may save.

Through the lonely forest
Across a great divide,
Above the mighty river
On and on they ride.

There's danger at each corner
Trouble through the trees,
But that could never frighten
Heroes such as these.

The horse he rides is wooden
The rider only three.
Yes, once we rode together
My rocking horse and me.

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