My Troubles Are Over, And I Am

If You In The Morning Throw Minutes Away, You Can't Pick Them Up In The Course Of A Day. You May Hurry And Scurry, And Flurry And Worry, You've Lost Them Forever, Forever And Aye.

If You Get Into The Habit Of Being Quick It Is Just As Easy As Being Slow.

He Has Known Joy And Violence. Felt The Warmth Of Children And The Cruelty Of Abuse. He Has Nearly Died Saving Lives And Merely Been Killed By A Drunken Act. He Has Known The Finery Of Grand Estates And The Filth Of Stinking Slums. He Has Survived Fire And Flood, Starvation And Torment. And Nothing Could Break His Spirit-or His Great Love. This Is His Life. He Is Called The Horse.

God Had Given Men Reason, By Which They Could Find Out Things For Themselves, But He Had Given Animals Knowledge Which Did Not Depend On Reason, And Which Was Much More Prompt And Perfect In Its Way, And By Which They Had Often Saved The Lives Of Men.

He Is Called The Horse