Poem Written by Danielle Stierhem, my loving daughter. Written at age 12.
Baby Horses
As I cross a meadow to see a baby
I trot under a tree that is very shady
They say she's cute, they say she's sweet,
As she climbs to her delicate feet
I see her standing by her mother
Then I watch her nurse with brother
I saw them play in the field together,
In the beautiful, clear and sunny weather
Soon I join in the play,
In a sweet playful horsey way
Cause you see, I'm a filly too,
As I read my poem from me to you!
