Why do I like horses? - a poem

Why do I like horses? - a poem

Why do I like horses?

I reckon I must be mad,

My mother wasn't horsey

And neither was my dad.


But the madness hit me early

And it hit me like a curse,

And I've never gotten better

In fact, I've gotten worse.


My stables are immaculate

My house is like a hovel,

Last year for my birthday

I got a brand new shovel.


I hardly read a paper,

But I know who's sold their horse,

And I wouldn't watch the news

unless Mr. Ed was on, of course.


One eye's on the heavens,

But my washing waves in vain,

As I rush to get the horses in,

In case it's gonna rain.


And though they're wearing 15 rugs,

the best that you can get,

I bring them in to keep them dry

While I get soaking wet.


I spend up every cent I've got

on horsey stuff for sure

I buy fancy rugs and fancy rugs,

And then I by some more.


I should have had that hair cut,

Or bought that nice blue shirt,

At least it wouldn't be now

Ripped to shreds and lying in the dirt.


I can't make a damn sponge cake,

I don't even damn well try,

But I can back a car and trailer

In the twinkling of an eye.


It's jods and riding boots

That I live in night and day

And that smell of sweaty horses

Just doesn't wash away.


Once in every now and then

I can dress up for a ball.

Make up and a hairdo

With high heel shoes and all.


I ache from long forgotten falls.

My knees have got no skin.

My toes have gone a funny shape.

From being squashed again.


But late at night, when all is still

And I've gone to give them hay,

I touch their velvet softness,

And my worries float away.


They give a gentle nicker

And they nuzzle through my hair

And I know it's where my heart is

More than anywhere.



We came across this fabulous poem on the social media page Horse, pony and rider posters and memes, we would love to know who the author is so we can give credit to this gorgeous poem that summarises perfectly how many of us feel. Please message us if you know the author and we will update this blog post.

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