And there were horses on <br />That day, <br />And the winds were blowing <br />The birds at play; <br />There was nothing we <br />Could say. <br /> <br />The houses stood forlorn, <br />And the children seemed <br />To pray. <br />There were those that <br />Would wander, <br />Those that would stay, <br />And some would walk in <br />A heavy way. <br /> <br />That led to thinking, <br />Of what we may <br />Or may not do, <br />And the many paths <br />Where they lay. <br />Then those horses began to neigh. <br /> <br />And we saw on <br />That windswept way, <br />Of a river flowing <br />Towards a bay, <br />Like a falcon's eye, <br />Observed the fray, <br />And felt time sweep <br />Through us, <br />Not fear delay<br /><br />Jay Alexander<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/there-were-horses/
