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I Am Not a Cart Horse


I am a Horse When I was born my owners saw me "She is a cart horse" they said My mother agreed But, I am not a cart horse. I see the jumper foals in the next field they practice leaping over logs and ditches I am strong I practice jumping too, over and up "Save your energy" my Mother says "You are a cart horse" But, I am not a cart horse. I grow tall all day I pull carts my mind is not on pulling I rehearse jumping in the fleeting daylight when my work is done I watch the jumpers training in the arena they are tall they jump, they are powerful My owners see me jump "Silly cart horse" they say But, I am not a cart horse. I will grow stronger I can jump high as high as the jumpers I have practiced I have learned They say "Jumping is just a hobby" But, I am not a cart horse. One thought is in my mind My goal 'When will I jump the fence?' And prove, I am not a cart horse.
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