When the music starts,

I hear the horses' hooves pounding against the ground.

I can see the Kettle Moraine Rough Riders.

 

When you look at them,

The first thing you notice is the flag,

Then the outfit,

Then the beautiful horses.

 

As they make the first turn

It looks effortless.

Then as they're coming to the end,

They look like they're floating on clouds.

 

As they leave the ring,

You have to convince yourself

That wasn't a dream,

They really are amazing.

 

 Poem written by one of our young fans, Sam B.