The Horse

The very first horse, if you please,

would have only  reached my knees--

and it was only ages later

that horses got to be much greater!

It must have taken someone fervent

to make the horse into a servant:

I have no doubt the horse resisted

before he agreed-- to be enlisted!

For centuries the horse complied,

did all the chores and let us ride--

they could pull a plow or a cart,

and did each task with lots of heart.

Today their jobs are just a few,

there’s not much work for them to do,

but still we love their strength and grace—

for them we’ll make a special place,

and carry on that close relation

which defies all explanation.