They said she was being so stubborn
But I saw the fear in her eyes

They said she was just disobedient
Yet I knew that she was in pain

She told me the horse was just useless
While I soothed the welts in his hide

They told me that he could not feel it
As I watched the blood streak his mane

He said that the horse would soon kill me
But I knew the horse saved my life

They told me the horse could not speak to me
Yet his feelings were there plain to see

I am grateful that I did not listen
To the things that they tried to explain

I’m grateful still more for the horses
Who trusted and showed me the way

By Lia Scott, 2020