Elegant Carriage


Our Poem

A world full of magic, a quiet country lane,
Ears that flicker, a fine tossing mane.
Pointed toe, a clean pair of heels,
The squeak of harness, the light creek of wheels.
A vista with birdsong or just time to muse,
Gentle walk, generous trot, from each I can choose
In springtime my beauties we feel frivolous and gay,
In summer we'll meander on a glorious clay.

Verse by Mary Lascelles

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