Girls Horse Club - March for Wild Horses
March for Wild Horses

March for Wild Horses is an online event hosted by Girls Horse Club. The intent to use our collective, creative voice to speak out for the rights of wild and feral horses on public lands, and show our support for the individuals and organizations who are their loving protectors…

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Wild Mustangs: The Words in Their Eyes»

by Madelaina | With the battle for the freedom of America’s wild mustangs, I’ve read, gathered and dwelled on the many facts I came across, and the thoughts that evolved from them. So here I’ve composed a small but provoking collection of them to hopefully inform and inspire…

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Mustang of Smaller Size»

by Violet Inkpen | My name was Sissy. I was born on a beautiful island, where the grass grew up to your chest (or your nose if you were a foal), where the sea could always be heard in the distance, where the sandy beaches were pure and untainted, and where life was perfect…

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Saving Freedom»

by Westerngirl | The sounds of nickers, screeches, and screaming filled the air. It was unbearable. I tried to get them to run but they wouldn’t. Horses were loyal and they would never leave another member of the herd in trouble…

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The Final Scream»

by Toppyrocks | The noise started softly, like rain hitting the ground. Then it grew to sound like a distant thunder, then, a roar that filled the air for miles around. Suddenly a giant mass of brown, black and white came over the ridge. The mass was a group of terrified mustangs, running for their life…

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Alpha Squad: Heart of a Mustang»

by Violet Inkpen | Amy leaned against the fence and watched the mustangs trotting around the pen, ears flat. Jimmy was to her left and Sue at her right. Sarah was arguing with her aunt, who worked for the BLM…

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Run Free»

by Zanzibar The Great
He’s crying to the night sky now
Pleading with the great creator to set him free…

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Mustang Angel»

by Violet Inkpen
You cared about us when times were bad
You fought for us and made us glad…

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Wild Horses, Our Hearts»

by Madelaina
Blossoms that bloom through not only spring
Are these wild horses, alive…

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Runners»

by caroline
Far in the distance,
I see wild horses…

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Symbols Slowly Fading»

by Natika
We have a thing in the west, that is slowly going away
A thing that is loved, that has seen better days…

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Only an Echo»

by HorseFeathers
This land is barren now silent,
Stiller than death itself…

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Reverie»

by Rochlia
suddenly I am swept away
taken by a daydream…

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Relics of the West»

by SB, age 13
There once was a time when the hardiest horses roamed the wild plains.
They were abundant…

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