They knew that the race required
Having well developed sense of balance
And strong fight -or flight instinct
This is expected of thoroughbreds
So the beautiful black 3yr old Colt
And good looking seven yr old white stallion
One a beginner sassy and strong
One near retirement but still vigorous
Each began the race hoping to win
despite disparity of age and experience
They started out neck in neck to begin with
As the race continued a sense of destiny
Began to be felt by and for the Colt
The older stallion fought valiantly
But even he sensed something different
As if the race had been predestined
When they finally reached the finish line
They were no longer neck and neck
The Colt had left the Stallion far behind
A new kind of race had been established
Now it remains to be seen if the Colt
Can measure up to the race it won,and
will it be a thoroughbred,as it declared
We can only hope and pray he runs a
Good and fair race in the days ahead
etw-2008
A finely-tuned, in-depth gem . . . always a great pleasure to read your poetry!!
Hugs,
Lance
He surely did, and I think he'll do just fine.
Georg
Cryssa
Sandie Angel :o)
(((HUGS))) and love, karla.
(((HUGS))) and much love, your friend in Tx., Karen Lynn. :(
Excellent poem!!