CARRIAGES
- by Eswari
Trotting through the sand
The horses neigh
Causing the driver to whip the horses-
Velvety hide; watching this commotion
Was a girl of seven - "how cruel" thought she Crushing a rose growing nearby.
Eagles soaring overhead,
Sloths staring from the trees -
At the carriage that
Goes whizzing by.
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