The woods were dark
With obstacles abound,
Sticks and leaves crunching,
A loud warning sound.
WIth breath coming quickly,
And hearts beating in time,
Hooves flying lightly,
And leaping around.
Faster and faster,
In leaps and bounds.
Ahead was some light,
A clearing was found.
Quickly approaching,
The light growing stronger,
Beginning the encroaching,
Of the dark, safe trees.
The crowds were...