They give us the wings to fly,
They gallop and dance,
Neighing into the starry sky.
Shinning brightly in the darkness,
They light our path,
Guiding us to greatness.
Loyal and true,
They love us unconditionally,
With hearts purer than morning dew.
Some may work in the forces,
While others pull carts,
And many jump courses.
They are my life,
My passion.
They are my horses.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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