Kaimanawa Horses

 

Tough and wild.

Playful, like a child.

Galloping  through the night.

Faster than a bird in full flight.

Among the tussocks,

Palomino, white and bay.

A blur of speed, racing through the day.

For they are Kaimanawas.

Sturdy and sweet

With very strong, tiny feet.

Prancing across the Desert, wild and free

Just like, it ought to be.

 

Gabrielle E