Poplars yellow And I go back On horseback Trailing behind your Broad back On horseback too But It wasn’t you I longed for The day couldn’t have been more perfect Sun Fall Trees Breeze Horses But It wasn’t you I longed for
At the Scent of Water
The horse At the scent of water Lifts her head Then Drawn forward Dips low And Drinks long and deep Water Spirit You
Colleen R. Jantzen 