Horse P-ride

You wake me up. Pfrrr
I tried to protest.
Then you tickled my face
with a dandelion flake.
Definatly I can't rest
around you, awake.

I felt your hair on my face
And I just grab it fair
And hold stiff on saddle
With my eyes closed
I felt the wind whisper
About your hooves sound
How happy is your master
To be carried arround.

The plain was full, with a yellow flower
Waits for us comming
But you praise me with your power
Changing the ride, to flying.

All my body was shivering,
Holding you tight
Hopping for escaping
from this madness flight

Suddenly you stopped.
Just below the clouds,
Where, my eyes dropped,
Between loveliness shrouds.