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Bella and Me |
Under the sunlit morning sky We run and play, my horse and I, Joyful, laughing, free of care, Alive and well in the morning air.
Our hearts are filled with so much love, Given to us from our God above.
In this endless playful childhood stream, A boy and his horse live out their dream.
There’s naught in this life they think can compare, As the folks on the sidelines curiously stare And see the real truth, “An Old Man and his Mare.”
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Official Newsletter of the National Wild Horse and Burro Program
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