Meadowsweet

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Flash Fiction  |  House: Booksie Classic

Submitted: March 16, 2018

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Meadowsweet

Today, I’m going to forget the fences. I’m not in a field any more but out on the plains. My brothers, my sisters, all of my relations, we’re out there and we are racing free.

We run together, not competing but embracing the space and the air and the freedom. The world, it seems, is ours. Hooves pound over the ground, an equine drumbeat that echoes right through the earth.

Manes stream back behind us, tails too. We canter, gallop, slow to a trot, then pause to drink thirstily from a stream. Head-shakes and whinnying, we ready to turn again, to let our legs eat up the ground and take us to pastures new.

So much freedom! Not a saddle in sight, no reins to guide me, to set me on a path!

But there’s no girl to brush me, to bathe me, to cool me down. No arms that wrap their way around my neck. I’m kind of missing her, my special person.

Bramble!”

My name, her voice! That trance-like dream is broken and I’m back in my much-loved field. There she is, running towards me, all smiles. She’s near enough now, and I smell carrot, my favorite. Meadowsweet!


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