The Whispering Grass
I am blessed, with grass that's green and fresh with morning dew
And by my side a new born foal, of chestnut golden hue
Oh how I'm blessed with a master kind, as I graze on meadows sweet
A world of dreams and happiness that rests below hoofed feet
But my heart is saddened , by the loss, of my truest dearest friend
For he had told me in the past, his life would shortly end
He told me of the cruelty, inflicted to his mind
His body savaged by the hand, of an owner cruel, unkind
Oh dearest lord please help him, wherever he may be
Find him a home, where he can roam and love is tendered free
It's strange but God did answer, my lament my hopeful prayer
He said, just go to Help A Horse, he's safe, you'll find him there!
-Kit Heath-
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