Getting the Horse To Drink

 I worry often, I fret sometimes,
 I yell,  I am rude
 I am concerned ..
I tug, I pull, I push sometimes.
I whisper sweet nothings into his ear,
I smile my most charming of smiles,
I laugh till I turn pink...

But do whatever i might, I do
I cannot get my horse to drink...

TRUST

Trust, the  five letter word our world revolves around..but i am not here to extol upon its virtues in the makings of  relationships with others, enough has been said about it over the millenia. No, i want to dwell on its virtues in its relationship with myself and in hindsight with the big, bad world of consumerism.