Ladies and horses. I found this poem here.........................
http://jaime_k.tripod.com/poem.html
Let me teach you.
When you are tense, let me teach you to relax.
When you are short tempered, let me teach you to be patient.
When you are short sighted, let me teach you to see.
When you are quick to react, let me teach you to be thoughtful.
When you are angry, let me teach you to be serene.
When you feel superior, let me teach you to be respectful.
When you are self-absorbed, let me teach you to think of greater things.
When you are arrogant, let me teach you humility.
When you are lonely, let me be your companion.
When you are tired, let me carry the load.
When you need to learn, let me teach you.
After all, I am your horse.
My mother once told me a story of when she went riding with my father, many a long year ago. My father had been in the British Cavalry and what he didn't know about horses wasn't worth knowing.
One day he took my mother riding in some steep hilly country in the south west of England. At one stage the track they wereon was narrow, steep and with a shere drop of about 100 feet on one side. My mother began to get rather anxious and wished for rescue, as would any damsel in distress. My father wasn't impressed by her pleas and suggested that she leave matters in the horses control as he knew what he was doing and had more common sence. My mother's reply is unprintable.
