Philip Mygatt Poet Rhyme

Plowing With Horses

The horses hitched, the team stands ready
The farmer’s hands on reins firm steady
Prepared to work with heads held proud
To challenge fields that lie unplowed.

With gentle hands he guides the crew
To plow the furrows straight and true
At corners turn, a pure ballet
These mighty steeds, grand Boulannais.

All day long they mind their plowing
Weather fair, daylight allowing
The three of them all work as one
The farmer and his team ‘til done

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Robert L. Hinshaw November 18, 2020 at 12:30 PM Splendid write, Philip! Brought back fond memories of growing up on my Dad's farm in Indiana - he used horses for farming (so that gives you a hint of my age) - ha. Bob H Philip Mygatt November 18, 2020 at 1:42 PM I loved watching the horse pulling contests at the country fairs in NH. The sounds of bells jingling, the way they worked together, all bring back fond memories. Thank you for you comments.