THE SURVIVOR .... Maureen Clifford © The #ScribblyBarkPoet
Standing proud in all his glory 'gainst a background of burnt trees,
with dried mud upon his burnished hide - tail flowing in the breeze,
ears alert and pricked for danger, muscles tensed ready to run
this survivor of the fires, has once more to mountains come.
Posterboy, the name they gave him, that was many years ago
and they always looked out for him when to mountains they did go
with their cameras at the ready, and sadness within both hearts
for the fires took so many - young and old wiped off the charts.
But today they came across him and two hearts were filled with joy,
for they feared that he and his mares had been lost, their Posterboy.
And yet here he was before them - a proud stallion in his prime,
and pray God the traps don't get him - may he live a long, longtime.
There are some will never see him, never see a brumby free
save through photographs on media and wildlife shows on TV.
And it's hard to share the feeling being in their presence brings
but it heightens all one's senses, your heart beats like it has wings.
May they live here in their mountains where the Wedgetail eagles fly,
and the dingoes roam the grasslands and Corroboree frogs cry.
May they always call this place their home and may they long be free
for they are part of our heritage - our own Aussie Brumby.
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