The filly nestled against the mare
Sheltered in the stable, safe
From her side, soon gone too swift
Out into the night to ride
The storm approached in dreadful howl
The Stallion and colt long over due,
Mare out in the dark did seek
to home she sort to lead the two
The two took shelter early break
The mare rode out far too late,
and at its peak the storm took hold
Lashing out at those far too bold
Days the storm raged and by its peak,
