Champion

You were a great champion,

When you raced, the ground shook,

The stand rumbled,

And the heavens sang out,

As the sky opened up...a sign of victory.

I, your owner, met you in the winners circle,

Where I congratulated your rider.

Ah, yes, those were the days, and now I lay you down,

My friend, into a cold, damp grave.

But do not fret my friend,

For your legacy shall live on,

Through your offspring,

As well as their blood-lines.

I do but fret as only one thing,

I never got to say goodbye.

And now I lay you to eternal sleep,

But I will miss you my sweet, sweet friend.