Three of thine of thou art thee.
How they gallop so easily!
The strands of wisdom flowing down their manes,
Running so wild and free.

An ivy black coat and a glowing dappled grey,
And don’t forget the warm chestnut bay.
Their built-in strength shielded by
The spirit kindling in bright and shy eyes.

Sprinting with speed with a driving force,
They travel further and further on course.
Calmly racing with firm determination,
Moving with intention and motivation.

Working so hard to reach their true ambitions,
But staying candid and artless and real.
Driven in more than one direction,
They return to the ones whom they are loyal.