I shouldn't mind the winter, cold and wet,

But creature comforts are the best you bet.

Lots of soaked hay to fill my tummy,

It helps keep me warm and it's yummy.

I hate the icy cold wind and the driving rain,

Without shelter I would go insane.

We have tall thick hedges and big trees,

That helps stop it whistling round my knees.

My shelter is dry with a soft shavings bed,

Somewhere to sleep and rest my head.

Humans are well trained to fetch and carry,

No wonder I am as happy as Larry.

To get attention I wait by the gate,

The humans never make me wait.

They know exactly what I need,

Including how I like my bucket of feed.

❤ Kez

I cannot be ridden because of my health issues,

I am well looked after, don't cry and no need for tissues.

Cry for the non ridden equines that are dumped to die,

Too many are born unwanted with no home it's no lie.

Some are so poorly, skinny, wormy and have lice,

Their bodies show the bad and ugly humanity price.

They stand in deep mud, nothing to eat and cold,

Not knowing the kindness of love I am told.

Then there are the old, broken and lame,

Then the born wild and not easy to tame.

Humans discard the ones that cannot jump or run,

Move on the problem to replace with another for fun.

Quick fixes, throw away attitude they don't see our soul,

Some equines have to work to earn their feed bowl. 

Once no longer of worth moved on with truth hidden,

Only for the new owner to discover we shouldn't be ridden.

Who steps up to pick up the responsibility and dreams broken,

Who will be our voice and be shot down when outspoken.

Thousands have joined our group with stories to share,

Their equines are lucky, but the wider world is so unfair.

More must be done so the mainstream see non ridden gifts,

So the non ridden worthless or wasted horse label shifts.

Valentine's day is about love and sharing,

Unconditional love is more than caring.

To love not for what we can do or give,

Being loved we thrive more than just live.

To be loved deeply without measure,

Is a true and a rare precious treasure.

Love is the universal language all feel,

It crosses the species divide and is real.

Love will bravely go where angels fear,

Love will hold you and wipe away a tear.

Laughter and smiles are love gifts,

The warmth of love always lifts.

Love helps carry the heaviest load,

And walks with you down the scary road.

Soul to soul connected heart to heart,

Love bonds are eternal never to part.

These bonds are the strongest cords,

And cannot be cut by the sharpest swords.

Valentine's day is the day of celebration of love. Who do you love?

❤ 💜 ❤ 💜

Neglect appears in our time lines,

Some are prosecuted and pay fines.

Ban, tag and curfew handed out,

The excuses are there no doubt.

The silent suffering from sentient souls,

Some so young as just weaned foals.

Dark stables behind closed doors,

With little to eat and dirty floors.

Or standing in a field boggy and bare,

Eyes resigned and a helplessness stare.

Value of each life plays its part,

Many see this deep from their heart.

Some value us on what we can do or give,

That sadly dictates the type of life we live.

Equines that are non ridden are often found,

As the value is often in the lower pound.

Non ridden due to lack of health or age,

Or the ability for humans to turn a wage.

A very hard task for those who step in,

It's a long hard battle that's not easy to win.

I don't have the answers to the crisis out there,

But I do know thousands really do care.

Plenty unconditionally love their equine friend,

And ensure a good life right up to the end.