In another life

In another life I must of been a cowboy. I am always excited to be around horses.. running my fingers across the short hair. Poking their huge wet nose just to get a stir out of her.. I don't mean any harm.. here's a handful of grass..

Maybe later in this life I will work with them again. Much like a shepherd and his dog, what could be more meaningful than working side-by-side with such a beautiful creature? A simple task of traveling.. or plowing the earth.