Singing Songs Of Contrast Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Rapidly racing toward horses in order to ride away into the sun-
set awaiting America, finding the beauty that settles along dusty
trails, seeing Ghost Riders riding right above us.

A mighty crack of the whip and horses running hard into the desert,
hoping to mount the stallions that come from heaven, a total wonder
riding across the skies, leading us into a hazy sunset together
singing songs of contrast that fill us with pride.