Standing here ‘neath a darkening sky
Yet another day nearing it’s end
Here in the heart of the countryside
Where a horse can be a man’s best friend
But here we see not one , two or three
But nine horses as in a team they work
Pulling a cart with a heavy load
Hard labour they’re not allowed to shirk
But their trust is in their 2 drivers
Who feed them and look to their care
Spirit unbroken they work as a team
They’ll carry their loads anywhere
It’s dry and dusty terrain that they cover
With the trees spotted here and there
The paths they tread are not easy
With a heavy load to haul
It may be bringing in grain from the fields
Or as many as 150 bales of wool
In front of the farm buildings they’re resting now
Ready for a short night of rest
And when the dawn rises again on the horizon
They’ll be doing what a Horse Team does best
So the time is now to head for paddock
With Bridles,Reins , harnesses and shafts released
They’ll drink from the trough all the water they can
And then go to the hay bale for a feast
But this is a scene from the past you see
With primitive buildings and transportation
This was the life of the country folk
Living on a way out Station
But with the advent of the Tractor
The days of a Draught Horse were numbered
And now they are seen only at museums and shows
Depicting how the past life used to be
They are a part of cultural farming History
For future generations to see