LEGACY II

So give me a stretch of plain
As far as the eye can see.
Then behind a flowing mane,
Well mounted you will find me.

 I will race the clouds on high
With the wind running by my side.
Upon a mighty steed , I'll fly.
Will be more than a dream, I ride. 

Yonder distance the clouds disappear. The hoofbeats too will grow faint.
The challenge has erased all fear,
To the horizon there is no restraint.

I will return and show no remorse.
Each passing cloud will bring another Thoroughly enjoyed this far flung course
And that fine horse I rode, has a brother.

Larry B. Reinhold
February 27, 2015