January Story Contest

Horses
By: Canterhowrse
Age: 9

Horses come, horses go,
and sometimes they're put up for show.
I think the way horses should be
is loving and majestic, wild and free.

We put them in bridles and put them in stables,
but to the wild ones, none of this is available.
A horse's coat, magnificent and mighty,
sharpens it's features ever so slightly.

A horse, a horse, a wonderful beast,
out of grass and hay it makes a feast,
and the first whinny of the newborn stallion
can make even Pikmin scurry out of their battalion.

We take them out for a ride,
and when we fall, they're by our side.
Horses are blessings, and don't you forget,
for they don't complain when upon them we sit.

And a horse is patient, a horse understands,
and they'll take treats right out of our hands.
A horse is nice, a horse is great,
and horses will be there when you wait.

I think horses will always be best,
they triumph all animals, their better than the rest.
And when a horse gets to the end of they're life,
they'll always remember you, in paradise.