High in the Long Mynd
Ignoring the sharp wind
A mother and her foal
Are at ease as they dine
Cars stop, passengers admire
These beauties are stars in Shropshire
As they wander freely across a magnificent common
May they never never stray
Poetry

High in the Long Mynd
Ignoring the sharp wind
A mother and her foal
Are at ease as they dine
Cars stop, passengers admire
These beauties are stars in Shropshire
As they wander freely across a magnificent common
May they never never stray