For the Years of the Score,
the photograph is not the stilling,
the Mind of the moving kind,
a reel in the clear.
The film of seens,
complete with cuts,
to aspect would not bring a touch,
upon the breathing steam.
As some do think to remind,
that not all are in this typing bind,
I've lived it from begin.
A simple way to explain,
survival has a hymn.
To have guessed the path a test,
belittlement says mere,
the cat that never scratched upon,
retained Nine wise is Hear!!
The best path to roam,
before there is a thrown,
is in the realize,
that Saddled Horses have a Girth,
to tighten would be earth.
The Bridle has a Bit,
the reins attached have a buckled Let,
to take apart to clean from start,
the glycerin oils not just to wash,
but to stretch so leather made,
does not snap with fear.
The rake in use is how you move,
do you leave designing deed,
so entry has a match of stay,
the cleanliness is next to Halters,
a lead line is attached.
The shavings or the straw in bed,
the comfort is the same,
for the amount of what is used,
decides the comfort of,
the horse is worth the love.
Experience of lately seen,
the product now the animal walked,
the life is abused with thoughts,
that clearly are money born,
'cause bedding, cleaning and caring of,
relies upon the knowledge blood.
Relation to this find a leave,
more are damaged to force reprieve,
standing stilled with fed to skill,
the scene begets the truth,
not all care to be aware,
that Times are simply every spared.
To bring back a horses tack,
the brush is to tail sack,
the braid to rubber-band the knack,
so length is not just butchered back.
The beauty of the movements dove,
is conversation seen,
a body language speaking silence,
the rogue will buck for keenly tucked,
to ensure the rider's clean.
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