SAVE OUR WILD HORSES
Remember Them! They helped us through
Those sorrows from where our freedom grew,
And by ther patient agonies
The lurid glow of angry skies
That mirrored mankind's wrath and fears
Changed to peace of kindly years.
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 the love that guides my pen
I know great horses live again.
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