Palamino and Silver


Our Poem

Spring was dozing and tossed his head not too
pleased at being woken up. But the sun felt
warm on his back and he stretched and
followed Silver away from the creek up the
hill to the barn. "Wait for me", he called,
trotting a few paces to catch up with Silver.

Verse by Mary Lascelles

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