My Sonnet

Heres a sonnet i have written

My Wild Horse
O, beautiful horses wild and free,
Running fast, jumping high into the air,
And how I wish that you belonged to me,
I could take you into my nice warm care,
But then I would take your freedom from you,
That would be bad; you have lived your wild life,
Taking you from it, you would hate me too,
I let you go, though through my heart, a knife,
But I do not die although I feel pain,
Tears come quick to my eyes but I am glad,
So off you go though the drizzling rain,
Shaking you nice head so, a happy lad,
I watch you with wonder, lovely are thee,
Sorry horse it wasn’t meant to be