Just across my road lies a field,
it’s peaceful and green.
That’s were the three horses live.
I’ve named them all Charley,Morley and Tottie
they look all the same.
From my bedroom window I see them all
galloping across the field.
Their manes blow in the wind and their coats
shine in the hot rise of the sun.
I sometimes walk up to their field they neigh
and come cantering towards me.
I feed them carrots and apples from my house
and they crunch them down like someone
clenching their fist.
I don’t know who they belong to but I
pretend there mine.
