Winter ride

A poem for a contest.

Winter ride  (E) A poem for a contest. #2102614 by Chris Breva

The snort of horses fills the air
Snow falls gently to the ground
Winter scenes are everywhere
A blanket of white is all around.

The sleigh plows gently along the trail
Bundled tight we are entranced
In the brush screams a quail
Frightened since our horse so pranced.

Snowflakes touch upon our faces
We let them slowly melt away
I tug gently at the traces
Time now to return another way.

The scenes of winter that we so adore
Each as never seen before.


For Whispers of the Soul, November 2016 Prompt Two
14 lines - Sonnet form