"Snowbound Serenade"

In fields of snow, where moonlight gleams,

A vision pure, a poet's dreams.

Graceful mane, like silk it flows,

A spirit wild, where wonder grows.

The white horse dances, free and strong,

Its hooves in rhythm, to nature's song.

A creature noble, majestic and bold,

A symbol of courage, untamed and untold.

Through valleys vast, it gallops with grace,

Its presence brings solace to any place.

A symbol of purity, untainted by time,

A beacon of hope, in a world full of grime.

Oh, white horse, forever roam,

In realms beyond, where legends are known.

With every stride, a tale unfolds,

A symphony of beauty, never to be sold.