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A child's bed time poem |
All the World’s Horses After prayers, she ran to her window, and made a wish upon the brightest star; she said she wished to own all the world’s horses, near and far! “All of the world’s horses," said the star-fairy, "belong to you now, but, goodness, a few of the horses think they are cows!” The cow-horses are snobby, so they turn their backs, but they are not as strange as the horses that quack! The duck-horses want to waddle to the pond to go swim, where they begin fiercely racing because each wants to win! Yet, others in the herd now think they are hogs; they squeal as they run to the nearest mud-bog! There are twenty white horses, believing they are cats; they loudly purr and meow as they hunt for big rats! Twelve roan horses stand in a straight row; they believe they are roosters as they proudly strut and crow! Seven black beauties begin to howl and bark, believing they are dogs, they run together to the park! Cock-a-woof, woof-doodle-do, moo-meow, squeal-quack squeal, moo, the star-fairy appears and asks the girl, “With all the world’s horses, now what will you do?" Listening to squeals, quacks, meows, woofs, cock-a-doodles, and moos, she thinks that instead of all the world’s horses, she now owns a remarkable zoo! Now go to sleep, my precious child, and dream happy dreams this night; know that some of the horses are angels, watching over you ‘til morn’s first light! "Spiritual Newsletter (May 18, 2016)" ![]() |