Girls and Horses
What is it with girls and horses? Is it the way the horse knows just how she feels?
Is it the way their soulful eyes can speak volumes when not being able to speak a single word?
Or is it the way their playful nature cheers them up?
Is it their grace and beauty that makes the girl love them so?
Or is it the feeling of freedom when cantering through the meadow?
Is it the girl's innocence that the horse loves, or her gentle touch upon it's fur?
We may never know, but girls and horses form unbreakable bonds.
The horse leaves hoof prints in her heart, she leaves hand prints in it's.
Is it the way their soulful eyes can speak volumes when not being able to speak a single word?
Or is it the way their playful nature cheers them up?
Is it their grace and beauty that makes the girl love them so?
Or is it the feeling of freedom when cantering through the meadow?
Is it the girl's innocence that the horse loves, or her gentle touch upon it's fur?
We may never know, but girls and horses form unbreakable bonds.
The horse leaves hoof prints in her heart, she leaves hand prints in it's.
