Hairy Pony (Four Photographs)

Mini Horse part1


Mini Horse part1


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Mini Horse part1

Miniature Horse in Brierfield, April 2017, Lancashire, England UK.


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Pasture

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Horses on the farm in Lancashire, April 2017, Burnley, England UK.


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On The Hill

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Three Horses On The Hill.

April 2017. Lancashire England UK.


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White Horse (Six photographs)

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April 2017. Burnley, Lancashire UK


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White Horses

Count the white horses you meet on the way,
Count the white horses, child day after day,
Keep a wish ready for wishing – if you
Wish on the ninth horse, your wish will come true.

I saw a white horse at the end of the lane,
I saw a white horse canter down by the shore,
I saw a white horse that was drawing a wain,
And one drinking out of a trough: that made four.

I saw a white horse gallop over the down,
I saw a white horse looking over a gate,
I saw a white horse on the way into town,
And one on the way coming back: that made eight.

But oh for the ninth one: where he tossed his mane,
And cantered and galloped and whinnied and swished
His silky white tail, I went looking in vain,
And the wish I had ready could never be wished.

Count the white horses you meet on the way,
Count the white horses, child, day after day,
Keep a wish ready for wishing – if you
Wish on the ninth horse, your wish will come true.

White Horses – Poem by Eleanor Farjeon

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