I saw a child who couldn’t walk,
Sit on a horse, laugh and talk,
then ride it through a field of daisies
and yet he could not walk unaided.
I saw a child no legs below,
Sit on a horse, and make it go
Through wood of green
and places he had never been
To sit and stare, except from a chair.
I saw a child who could only crawl,
Mount a horse and sit up tall;
then put it through degrees of paces,
and laugh at the wonder in our faces.
I saw a child born into strife,
Take up and hold the reins of life
and that same child was heard to say
Thank God for showing me the way.
-John Anthony Davies