by Olivia Gilbert

Created on: June 17, 2009

A little bay horse

Was led up on the stand

He waited for the bids

Shying from the auctioneer's hand.

But none ever came

His eyes were so sad

So I couldn't help but shout,

"10 bucks for the lad!"

The bay looked up at me

And I saw a twinkle in his eye

A glimmer amidst darkness

And I couldn't deny

That I felt there was much greatness to come

From this humble bay colt

Who had appeared so glum.

So I took him home with me

And after a year of pasture, training, and love

I was positive this little horse was sent from those above.

He jumped every fence

And ran every race

All the while

A determined look on his face.

Sometimes he lost, and sometimes he won

But he always went home happy

Satisfied with what he'd done

A slight smile on his face

As if to say,

"No one can ever stop me. I'll try my best in every way."

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