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THE HORSE AND CART






THE HORSE AND CART






I`d be sitting on the doorstep
And I would listen for the sound
Of the horse`s clippety clop
It was the bread man on his round.



Round the corner came the big horse
Pulling the cart full of bread
When he stopped I`d give him a stroke
`What a beautiful horse` I said.



The first stop was at my Gran`s house
And I would stay right by the horse,
The bread man put me on the cart
And I was so happy of course.



It was high so I held on tight
As the horse walked down our street,
My smile was wider than a mile
`Cause for me this was such a treat.



I was lifted down when it stopped
Which was right outside my front door
I ran to my Mum and I said
`I want a horse that`s for sure`.



The horse turned and walked to our step
This was the same every Friday,
My Mum waited there with a carrot
Another highlight of the day.



The horse had not long had a foal
Which I was told when it was grown
That if I was a good girl
I could have it for my very own.



Now the bread man has come and gone
No more horse and cart to be seen,
I tried hard to be a good girl
But I guess I mustn`t have been.


`Cause I never did get that foal.





Then about 15 years down the line
I met (Alan) the bread man
I said `Can I have my horse?`
`Cause this is where it began
He gave me a quick wink and said
When he`s grown you can.
 (sad but true).


copyrightę2009 Elsie


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