It's a Dream

I think
I am
A wild and free horse
Out in the meadows
In the wilderness

I think I am free
At will
To wander wherever I so choose

I think I am
My own master

But then my dream
Is over
And I wake up
To realize that I am a farm horse
Giving visitors the excitement of riding me

poem by Emily Krauss
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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