Pegasus Poem by Nellie Isabelle Steward Cooper

There are many of us that dream to ride upon the strong and majestic back of Pegasus, but alas we never will

For grey eyed Athena will not bring to us the golden bridle.... perchance for us to fulfill

We lean against the wind in lonely places hands out flung against the sun....we run and run and run

In distant traces against the lowering clouds far off...we see a flash of mighty wings.... then quickly it fades from us .... as hopeless it now seems

Then we hear his thundering hoofs all alone in summer rains
that drench on our summer roof......in sounds of relentless refrain

And we hear them once again on the long and sleepless summer nights

A monstrous thunder during downpours that pound our midnight roofs

The hoofs, the hoofs, the hoofs....