(Painting by Olan Smith)
She'd never met Him
©09-18-2022, Olan L. Smith
She'd never met him,
But he sings a hymn.
He touches her mane,
And she feels his reign.
She knows his saddle,
They fall in battle.
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Poems from the Quill, by Olan L. Smith
Poetry"Poems from the Quill" is where I place current works that don't fall into other collections. It is here you will find obscure poems that range from constraint to free-verse. I began this collection as a contest entry, years ago, for what was then t...
She'd never met Him
(Painting by Olan Smith)
She'd never met Him
©09-18-2022, Olan L. Smith
She'd never met him,
But he sings a hymn.
He touches her mane,
And she feels his reign.
She knows his saddle,
They fall in battle.