I galloped freely, going where I please,
Until humans captured me, so they could travel with ease,
I looked longingly, at the open pastures abroad,
Wishing I could once again graze all day long,
As my rider mounts, sticking his vicious metal into my stomach,
I throw out a few bucks, wishing this rider the best of luck.
The open pastures are my goal, if only I could lose this fool.
Foals play in the fields and are curious about my pursuit.
A fence is the one thing, keeping me from all that green!
I jump it freely, soaring, and landing once again,
My destination reached, I begin to graze.
I hear my rider speaking of all my grace!
Critique, tell me what you think!!