SouthernMdRocks
R.I.P. Bobo, We miss you!
The Heart of a Horse
When your day seems out of balance
And so many things go wrong...
When people fight around you
And the clock drags on so long...
When most folk act like children;
And fill you with remorse,
Go out into your pasture...
And wrap your arms around your horse.
His gentle breath enfolds you...
As he watches with those eyes.
He may not have a PHD,
But he is, oh, so wise.
His head rests on your shoulder...
You embrace him good and tight;
He puts your world in balance,
And makes it seem all right.
Your tears will soon stop flowing;
The tension will be eased.
The nonsense has been lifted;
You are quiet and at peace.
So when you need some balance
From the stresses in your day...
The best therapy you can seek
is out there eating hay!
When your day seems out of balance
And so many things go wrong...
When people fight around you
And the clock drags on so long...
When most folk act like children;
And fill you with remorse,
Go out into your pasture...
And wrap your arms around your horse.
His gentle breath enfolds you...
As he watches with those eyes.
He may not have a PHD,
But he is, oh, so wise.
His head rests on your shoulder...
You embrace him good and tight;
He puts your world in balance,
And makes it seem all right.
Your tears will soon stop flowing;
The tension will be eased.
The nonsense has been lifted;
You are quiet and at peace.
So when you need some balance
From the stresses in your day...
The best therapy you can seek
is out there eating hay!
the poem was nice. 
<--vrai