MARGAUX RENEE GROSSMAN
Margaux’s First Assignment as an Angel
“Pausing Mind” by Margraux Grossman
On a tuft of billowy clouds,
a tired horse stands.
Standing tall on it’s graceful limbs,
with roots as it’s brands.
Out of the roots grow great trees,
of a beautiful blue and silver.
They blend so well together,
it almost makes you quiver.
The horse itself is pink and blue,
in a land so far and wide.
Lucky for him he has the trees
to keep him cool from his ride.
Miles away he could have wandered
from his galloping herd.
For a horse to be standing all alone,
my isn’t that absurd.