He was my dear horse
My childhood' journeys rode on him.
I drew all those my prose
His face was those' theme.
The shelter was he of mine
And the first and greatest teacher.
He made my life of flower and fine
And build me as the light and richer.
There is like him no other,
The wonderful horse and my father!
Father, The Wonderful Horse
Dew Nightingale
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