Kicking my hooves out swiftly I rise, leaping up forwards steady and wise. Nimble and speedy a running machine, sturdy, majestic, strong and so lean. Men over ages have used me for flight, to attain any distance within their sight. I was their legs, like a car I could drive, allowing mankind to travel and thrive. Racing, the cavalry, jaunts through the woods, tamed, sometimes wild and carrying goods.

I’m loved and I’m needed through peace and for force, I’m graceful and nimble - I am a HORSE