Once horses trotted ambled and gamboled
\nAs children in rags so plain
\nBegged for pennies and bread
\nIn sunshine and in rain
\nSometimes knowing success
\nMore times in vain.<\/p>\n
Today cars sleek roll by
\nAnd no horses between these houses trot
\nAnd wagon wheels are replaced by rubber
\nThe horses are forgot
\nIt is as if they were never there
\nThe dogs take in the scene the horses spot<\/p>\n
And a cat ambles by, the least of all
\nAs its ancestors did long before
\nAs its young and their young will
\nWhen cars themselves are no more
\nTwin constants of life: Cats slinking on streets
\nAnd waves lapping the shore…<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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