One day a stray horse
arrived in the Valley
Tired, beaten they arrived
trotting from gate to gate
a field to play in
The Wrangler built a horse barn
shelter for the fallen
In the barn the horse recovered
other horses to play with
Together they horse traded
bringing glory to our club
The Wrangler
remembered by the stray horse
a champion for all
Must be a story behingd this one that would be interesting to know. I too am from Canada, northern Ontario. Where are you from, I wonder? You may read more of my stuff on geocities.com/adelinefoster. Adeline
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
The unknown yielding a dark horse.