This is the poem I wrote for Flamefrost's poem challenge:

Lightfeather's Death

By Annika Z.

In the dark of the night

A white mare woke in a fright

The pain in her belly

Would not let her sleep tight

She called out for help

And a young pinto came running

"Hold still" said the pinto, whinnying

"Don't try to stand up"

Through the dark of the night

The pain only increased

Till by the light of the dawn

The pain finally ceased

A cry of shock cam from all around

It made the white mare turn quickly round

To her surprise a black colt was what she found

Lying asleep on a pile of moss

How could something so small come at great loss?

But as the sun rose

The white mare sighed

Then she quietly died

Moans of sadness filled the air

"Lightfeather, Lightfeather"

They all cried, but it was to late

A meadow of gold is now what she calls home