Mare
A mare is an adult female horse or other equine.
In most cases, a mare is a female horse over the age of three, and a filly is a female horse age three and younger. In Thoroughbred horse racing a mare is defined as a female horse more than four years old, but the word can also be used for other female equine animals, particularly mules and zebras, though a female donkey is usually called a "jenny." A broodmare is a mare used for breeding. A horse's female parent is known as its dam.
An uncastrated adult male horse is called a stallion and a castrated male is a gelding. Occasionally the term "horse" is used in a restrictive sense to designate only a male horse.
Reproductive cycle
Mares carry their young (called foals) for approximately 11 months from conception to birth. (Average range 320–370 days.) Usually just one young is born; twins are rare. When a domesticated mare foals, she nurses the foal for at least four to six months before it is weaned, though mares in the wild may allow a foal to nurse for up to a year.
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YOU & I
by: Bury TomorrowThis has been shown to you and I, a path with faith and fear beside us
The weight of love and hate we bare will give the answers
Our path is made, determination to make it through
And so, hand in hand we walk this forest floor
Doomed to be apart for evermore
I gave my life for you
This has been shown to you and I
And you don't know and you can't see,
Where the answers have been taking me [x2]
I am the one to bend backwards again, like you heard this before
Why won't you answer me, why won't you answer me
This has been shown to you and I, the path with faith and fear beside us
The weight of love and hate we bare will give the answers
This is a turning point, determination is just a farse
And so, our hands have strayed apart
This forest trail, led us back to the start
Doomed to be apart, for evermore
This has been shown to you and I
And you don't know and you can't see,
Where the answers have been taking me [x2]
Sick of the sight, we are doomed to be apart