For Garth, the wonder-pony of the Naples Equestrian Challenge
I wish I could be a Thoroughbred, and run like a flash,
Towards the finish on Derby Day, I would surely love to dash.
I wish I could be a dressage horse, trotting a figure eight across the
Dancing canters and pirouettes surely would be grand.
I wish I could be a show jumper, leaping oh so high,
Over the toughest jumps, surely I could fly.
I wish I could be a mustang, and graze beneath the trees,
Galloping over dusty trails, and whatever else I please.
I wish I could be a stock horse, cutting cows from the herd,
Id amaze all my spectators, and they wouldnt say a word.
I wish I could be a Clydesdale, and pull a cart with pride,
I would please my driver so much, his whip wouldnt need to touch my
I wish I could be a Saddlebred, and prance around the ring,
To feel a sash across my neck would surely make me sing.
I wish I could be a Pegasus, and soar into the night,
I would leap into the air, beneath the silver moonlight.
I wish I could be a Quarter Horse, stopping on a dime,
I would love to say something more, but I cant finish out this rhyme.
I wish I could be a lot of things, but doubt I ever will,
You see Im just a pony, but Ill keep on dreaming still.