Chats with the Queen

I come from a herd of horses galloping down the hill to get their feed.

I come from a farm where I played and played for hours on end.

I come from riding my big highland pony called Beauty, without a saddle nor proper riding clothes.

I come from getting the sheep only in the winter.

I come from having playful pet lambs running around the farm.

I come from going to horse shows with my mum all the time.

I come from my pony Timmy zooming of away from my mum and me falling off the side.

I come from having so many little devils that buck me off.

I come from having lots of ponies and then finding the perfect one.

I come from having a family member that has little chats with the Queen

By Claire

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