The Foals

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In the paddock is a pair of mares with their little foals. Frolicking in the buttercups, the foals kicked their heels up in joy.

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Charming little things they are, with fur soft as silk. Filled with curiosity they watch and then suddenly turn around and run.

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Rolling in the buttercups is like rolling in soft gold. The petals leave their yellow trace on the foal’s back.

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The innocence of youth expressed with gentleness. That is what a foal is.

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