Horses are the best
Over fields of green they play
Running free and wild
Sunning themselves in the pasture
Eating grass, grain, hay and water
Silly little foals meeting each other
California Dairy
On The Range
Waiting On The Cattle Drive Seasons
Selling In The Spring
Harry
Ollie
Rose
Smokey
Eyore
Navajo
Aladdin
Marmalade
Expresso
Salsa
It's like a year later now after this was posted and I just realized how stupid I was. I made such a big fuss about you copying me, Darby. When it wasn't such a big deal. I'm sorry.
Posted by: Lisbeth | July 18, 2011 at 08:44 AM
:) :) :)
Posted by: Lisbeth | August 17, 2010 at 01:53 PM
Yay! ;)
Posted by: Darby | August 16, 2010 at 06:04 PM
Of course! :)
Posted by: Lisbeth | August 15, 2010 at 09:33 AM
Ok. I wont. Friends?
Posted by: Darby | August 14, 2010 at 03:38 PM
And I did an acrostic poem called horse. You did one called horses.
But as long as you don't do it anymore, its fine.
Posted by: Lisbeth | August 14, 2010 at 08:31 AM
It's fine. I don't care about the colors. It's because you did horse names. You got that from my dog names. :)
Posted by: Lisbeth | August 14, 2010 at 08:17 AM
I'm sorry. I don't plan on copieying you any more. I just wanted to outling the letters. But I wont do any more of your ideas. I garuntee. :( :( :( :( :( :( :( :(
Posted by: Darby | August 13, 2010 at 07:34 PM
Please don't copy me anymore! :(
Posted by: Lisbeth | August 09, 2010 at 11:02 AM