I Am

• Jaimie Kriesch, Grade 7
• Poetry
• 2008

I AM

I am a nice girl who loves horses
I wonder if horses were once the size of dogs
I hear brumbies galloping in the lush green grass
I see a beautiful palomino paint standing right in front of me
I am a nice girl who loves horses

I pretend to be a cowgirl
I feel the wings of a Pegasus
I touch the neck of a wild horse
I worry about my horse dieing
I cry when I see a foal die
I am a nice girl who loves horses

I say that you don’t need spurs to make a horse go faster
I dream that I’m riding a unicorn
I try to do be the best I can
I hope that one day I will become a horse breeder
I am a nice girl who loves horses