Poem to my HorseThe sky is a settle blue,Poem to my Horse
The sun beaming yellow. And there you are standing,
as strong as a cello.
Your black coat glimmers, Yours eyes shy a twinkle. You prance around the pasture,
As gracefull as an eagle.
You're gallop is so powerfull,
Your jump free of fear. You're whinny is so soothing,
Music to my ears.
Your beauty is breathtaking,
To die for at the least. You're as gentle as a butterfly,
But as free as a bee.
You're God's gift to me,
A beatiful creature to love. You are simply amazing,
Hell BreakIntroduction-- This is the story on Odetta Rose, whom is called Oda in this story. Oda was 14 years old, living a difficult life. She grew up in the nineteenth-century Paris, during the Prussian War. Her parents died when she was three, leaving her to be cared by Yvette Clameree, Oda's aunt.Hell Break
Oda and Yvette got along very well, and shared a small studio apartment in the darks of downtown paris. It consisted of 2 rooms. The kitchen was rather small and contained a small eating area, where there stood a beautiful hand-crafted wood table, made by Oda's great grand father. The kitchen led right into Yvette's and Oda's shared be
