Fear
Outside Anytown three neglected horses stand In a pasture no one rides them in autumn The wind might bring them a few crabapples They wouldn’t have otherwise been able to reach In summer the earth brings them grass in her arms In winter a farmer who pities them brings them hay One of the horses is white and fears disappearing in snow One of the horses is black and fears disappearing in the dark One of the horses is brown and fears disappearing into the ground The white one is only afraid in winter The black one is only afraid at night The brown one is afraid all the time