The Horse of Course

My horse
I look upon the fields as I walk upon the meadows
Nodding my head slightly making different shadows,
I am at my happiest when you ride on me with saddle
As I gallop through the mud and water to paddle,
Thanks for cleaning out my barn i know theres a lot to do
I can't do it myself I've only got hooves,
I know that I kick you when you decide to brush my hair
It's my way of saying I know you want me to look nice but I don't care,
Thanks for the carrots and the odd Apple or two
Can you get more red ones they're sweeter too
I didn't mean to bolt off in the middle of night 
As you got drenched looking for me giving you a fright,
Sometimes i get mischievous and not want go to bed
I like to stay out and look at the stars instead,
So thanks for the pats and strokes you give to me 
I would return the favour if I had hands you see.
My Horse
Copyright © | Year Posted 2018

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Agustin Avatar
June 18, 2025 at 9:55 PM
Thanks for sharing this... exposing your thoughts through your unique poetic style. Meanwhile, I greet you with the love of the Lord, expressed by John 3:16 of the Bible, "For God so loved the world, that he gave his only begotten Son, that whosoever believeth in him should not perish, but have everlasting life." Be blessed.
Krutsinger Avatar
July 29, 2018 at 10:02 PM
Ah, it sounds like your horse is a gentle, appreciative soul. Welcome to Poetry Soup, Suzanne. Keep writing and posting!
Carruthers Avatar
July 29, 2018 at 11:37 PM
Hi thanks for compliments, I don't actually own a horse but a friend if mine does, so I imagined that s what it would be like , same for other ani m poems, I on!y own two cats ??
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