Horses Poem by Nicole Mead

There are many horse breeds
That are running wild and free.

When it's hot and there's shade,
They like to stand and graze.

They can be tall
Or very small.

Some are good
When there's food.

And some are bad
When they're mad.

When their ears are pinned back,
You better watch your back!

If their ears are pointed up,
Then something's up.

If they runaway,
Quickly get some hay.

When they gain your trust
Riding is a must.

When you give them a shower
Sometimes they smell like a flower.

Horses will shy away
When you take out the bottle of bug spray.

And by the end of the day,
They will be dreaming away.