WHAT COULD YOU SAY OF THE HORSE ?

If they say that a dog is man’s best friend – then what could you say of the horse?
The most magnificent creature God ever created that has helped mankind through his course.
A gift that some have mistreated, beaten, starved and discarded when old;
A gift that we others have treasured and valued more than diamonds or gold.
When the Lord made the blueprint for our equine friend and pondered on it’s design;
You can see when a horse is ridden, man and beast become one that’s divine.
The form of the horse is pure beauty, it’s movement like angels in flight;
Has the bravest heart of all creatures, it’s eyes are the brightest of lights.
Yet today when we see one in a paddock, or ridden on the side of a road;
Do we look at him silently grateful for he has carried mankind as his load.
For the horse was a willing conscript, for his first purpose was one of war;
Pulling the war chariots of the Hittites this was his very first chore.
The bloodthirsty Genghis Khan and the Mongol hoard a truly terrifying sight;
When you joined his ranks three horses you must bring, two to eat, one to ride to the fight.
The horse was a true friend to the Indian, the gallant Appaloosa breed;
The Army chased Clint Joseph over one thousand miles as he galloped to save his creed.
And what about Bill the Bastard, the Australian Whalers of course;
He carried five Light-horsemen to safety a truly magnificent horse.
On the farm the Draught has sweat, bled and toiled in a dusty thankless job;
When the tractor came the brave honest teams were sacked to the knackers job.
To the endless miles of the stock routes, through the dust and the mud they would tramp;
In a partnership with the Drovers, priceless in a rush from night camp.
Now gone is the song of the watchman and the tinkle of horse bells and chains;
Replaced by the drone and the rattle and the smoke of the giant road trains.
But to the Stockmen the horse is still valued, the most important tool in his kit;
Until engines and wheels are on cattle, the motorbike simply won’t fit.
Through history the horse it has suffered, people hated the work and upkeep;
They had to use horse in some shape or form just to get to the end of the street.
But a horse’s life is much better today, his most popular use is for pleasure;
The enjoyment of owning these magnificent creatures is something you simply can’t measure.
So in finishing a question I’ll leave for you, the answer from you I’ll not force;
If they say that a dog is man’s best friend then what could you say of the horse?

Ewen McLean

WHAT COULD YOU SAY OF THE HORSE ?

Vikki Shedden Photography

Upper Plenty, Australia

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A poem written by a friend of mine.

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