They can canter, gallop, trot, and walk,
And in their own language, to you they talk.
Being with others of their kind,
Makes them sympathetic of what is on your mind.
Sometimes they may act up, but they have their days,
When they won't go any ways.
And at times, when they have been bad,
Afterwards, they may feel full of regret, and sad.
They all have emotions (like us) tucked down inside,
And delighted, they overcome, when you take them for a ride.
When being kept away,
They get bored, day after day.
Training, exercise, and pracitce is a need,
And you must always be sure they have feed.
Taking good care isn't "if", it's a must,
And it's the beginning of a friendship of trust.
Overall, a horse is magnificent and neat,
Even with all the work, as friends, they are hard to beat.
Majestic is the word to describe a horse,
And a exhilirating time you'll have, OF COURSE!
She could run with the best,
Or float in the wind,
Till the mournful day,
That brought her sad end.
My prayer for her,
As the end draws nigh,
Dear lord she's a good one,
Please ride her high!