

All images created by Rebekah Marshall’s prompts using AI on Gencraft.com website.
(Poem 182 for 2024 – I am writing a poem a day)


No one has ever felt as
beautiful as a little girl
with fresh-made puffs.
Her frilly pale pink dress
with shiny shoes and high-
on-the-head earmuffs
are absolutely perfect
for a family wedding she
must attend in a while.
Her little brother in shirt
and vest gets to carry rings
as the bearer down the aisle,
but you can’t tell her a thing;
she’s not in the party but
might as well be the bride,
for the joy she feels looking
like the belle of the ball makes
her little soul swell with pride.
@Home Studio – 182nd poem of the year
(Poem 162 for 2024 – I am writing a poem a day)

My little black cowgirl
went to horse camp last
week and discovered that
there is a lot of work involved
in caring for a girl’s best friend.
She doesn’t think she
wants to run a ranch any
time soon, or train for the
rodeo, or even get a horse
of her own because…labor.
Her favorite take aways
were the cute jeans, the two-
toned brown and pink cowgirl boots,
the slow riding part of the adventure, and
petting horses while others mucked the stalls.
@Home Studio – 162nd poem of the year
Runner ups for the Horse Girl photos to accompany my poem:





