I Know Great Horses Live Again
Somewhere in time’s own space
There must be some sweet pastured place
Where creeks sing on and tall trees grow
Some paradise where horses go,
For by the love that guides my pen
I know great horses live again.
Gives Me Chills
Partly because I know great horses live again too. This is a sweet little poem, but if you are looking for something heavier you may enjoy the Arab’s Farewell to His Steed.