Glass Horses

Their hooves are poised but 
Cannot gallop
Their heads down,
They do not toss their frozen manes
Nor flick their flowing tails
The glass horses stand guard over books
On my shelves
All show
They are unable to whiny or neigh
Still they glimmer and shimmer 
And reflect the colors and lights that 
Surround them.

Published by Elece

I am a photographer and a freelance writer. I write stories, poetry, gift books, and magazine articles––both print and online. Photographing children, places, and especially flowers is my hobby.

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