Where did Your Mustang go?

She admired him because he was wild and free Mane of hair flying about as he ran robust thru the plain of existence Galloping fast with eyes wide, wild and full of fire Nostrils flared taking in the free beautiful air that surrounds him He stopped to admire the wild flowers in the field of brief Life There she roped him Corralled and tamed his blazing wild spirit Fitted him with the bit and saddle of control and limitation She had finally possessed the target of her desire, but her Mustang was gone TheMightyAcorn 10/31/99