What does it take to understand a group of wild horses?
Who just want to run free,
Over mountains, lay in the grass and sip from the streams,
Soak in the sunshine,
Play, laugh and enjoy life.
The whip and the finger pointing won’t work,
The beatings and lashings of harsh words won’t work,
It takes a lot of love to understand each one,
Patience not punches or
Pulling of their mane,
How different the hand of love can change the wild horses.
By Natasha
