The Kings of Horses by Lady_Anorien_Ithildir
Over the hill and onto the green grass
Thundering hoofs and flying manes
Muscles rippling under shining coats
Hearts pounding, breathes sobbing
If only we had asked they would have flown
The dear Mearas we were fortunate to own
With noble heads, always held high
Stepping lightly below a blue sky
No saddle, nor bridle
Could have restrained such beasts
Nor love or kind handling
Only the Lord of the Mark and his descent
Were worthy of such a prize
Of such honor and dignity
Could only a few hold
The rulers of Edoras, whom were close to the throne
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Well, sounds like something I would write….Needs to be longer, but well done. ~ Leva