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In The Meadow

Riding my horse in the
Meadow, my hair blowing
In the wind.

Wild flowers growing and
the grass is green. I saw a little
Butterfly fluttering by,
Landed on a wild flower's

I love my horse, and
I love the meadow to. Nature
Is something that is Always

The flowers bloom in
Spring and die in the fall
They always come back Again
And are prettiest of all.

This is fiction though I love horses.

No frills

Author Clara Case ( Deen )

By deeny107

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