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<p>[QUOTE=&quot;spirit-of-shiloh, post: 29465, member: 32&quot;]I wrote this for my mustang Shiloh and all the wild mustangs alone in the wild..My vet came and put her to sleep as she had laminitis and could hardly walk and then had a colic so I put her to rest. After the final injection the thunder rolled and the skies began to cry. <img src="styles/default/xenforo/clear.png" class="mceSmilieSprite mceSmilie14" alt=":arghh:" unselectable="on" unselectable="on" /></p><p><br /></p><p><font size="5"><b>QUIETLY ALONE</b></font></p><p><font size="5"><b>A WILD MUSTANG&#039;S FINAL HOUR</b></font></p><p><font size="5"><br /></font></p><p><font size="5"><b>...and there she lay, quietly alone</b></font></p><p><font size="5"><br /></font></p><p><font size="5"><b>gazing above at the sky</b></font></p><p><font size="5"><br /></font></p><p><font size="5"><b>the waxing of the moon formed a crescent</b></font></p><p><font size="5"><br /></font></p><p><font size="5"><b>that reflected in her eyes-</b></font></p><p><font size="5"><br /></font></p><p><font size="5"><b>a breeze sent down from the heavens</b></font></p><p><font size="5"><br /></font></p><p><font size="5"><b>ever so softly tossled her mane</b></font></p><p><font size="5"><br /></font></p><p><font size="5"><b>the night time sounds engulfed her</b></font></p><p><font size="5"><br /></font></p><p><font size="5"><b>and soon she would be out of pain-</b></font></p><p><font size="5"><br /></font></p><p><font size="5"><b>and there she lay, quietly alone</b></font></p><p><font size="5"><br /></font></p><p><font size="5"><b>as clouds began to fill the sky</b></font></p><p><font size="5"><br /></font></p><p><font size="5"><b>bearing drops from seas and rivers</b></font></p><p><font size="5"><br /></font></p><p><font size="5"><b>they soon began to cry-</b></font></p><p><font size="5"><br /></font></p><p><font size="5"><b>and there she lay quietly alone</b></font></p><p><font size="5"><br /></font></p><p><font size="5"><b>until something touched her soul</b></font></p><p><font size="5"><br /></font></p><p><font size="5"><b>ever so softly she slipped away</b></font></p><p><font size="5"><br /></font></p><p><font size="5"><b>the thunder began to roll-</b></font></p><p><font size="5"><br /></font></p><p><font size="5"><b>and all the fields and valleys</b></font></p><p><font size="5"><br /></font></p><p><font size="5"><b>welcomed the gift of rain</b></font></p><p><font size="5"><br /></font></p><p><font size="5"><b>as Mother Nature stood back</b></font></p><p><font size="5"><br /></font></p><p><font size="5"><b>to watch her cycle of birth again...</b></font></p><p><font size="5"><br /></font></p><p><font size="5"><b>Linda Rowan </b></font>[/QUOTE]</p><p><br /></p>

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