Horse's Carrot

Winter is looming

Like all the rain clouds

Of our lives

Something inevitable

Eventually

Forcing us to accept it

With its misery

A penny for a purse

Good luck for a curse

Better get a second opinion

From the nurse

What could be worse?

Than dangling a carrot

In front of the horse?

Teasing it with bait

But of course

Wanting the carrot

So bad

That the horse thought

It was the only chance it had

And another thing

That I find sad

Is that horses

With broken legs

Get shot

It is not

The answer

To everything

The symbol of love

Shouldn't be

A wedding ring

What happiness

Could that thing

Bring?