I saw a horse in the field today.
It was tall, strong, and brown with a black mane.
The horse was eating grass and swishing its tail.
When I called out, it looked up at me.
It walked slowly to the fence and sniffed my hand.
I gave it an apple, and it crunched happily.
The wind blew gently through its mane.
The horse neighed and ran across the field.
It looked so free and fast!
I waved and said, “See you again, beautiful horse!”