She Runs FreeShe walked, head held high,Eyes upward toward the sky,She throws back her golden mane.She almost prances, almost dances,And you can tell her spirit is high.Many men have thought they could break herThrown a saddle upon her and tried to rideâÂ?¦But she resists and, still runs free and unbroken.Prized possession she would be, But … Continue reading She Runs Free