The horse,
What a majestic beast.
He must run like the wind,
My friend.
Racing, never to cease,
A mighty creature to love,
And tend.
The horse,
So passive and humble,
For this life is his duty,
Standing so tall and noble.
I am in awe of his beauty.
The horse,
Ride him, and be forever free,
He is running, proud,
Standing tall, he is a mighty animal,
For everyone to see.
This wonderful friend of man,
Seen by all.