Riding a mare
To nowhere.
The pace is fast
And he
Will Spill
Into the vast
Gulf she
Can not fill.
But the run
Was fun
Was it not?
And he will trot
Again,
Though his heart says “beware
For the mare
Can not take away your pain.
The wise can see
That she
Is as thee”.
K Morris - Poet 
This is a great ride. Love it
Thank you. I am pleased you loved my poem. I always appreciate your feedback. Best, Kevin
You are welcome
Nice poem.
Thank you, much appreciated.