written by Leah L.
Three white socks and a fiery mane,
Thundering down the racetrack.
Come on now, you all know his name …
A legend on the racetrack.
A hero to all who saw you.
An idol to all who loved you.
A red flash flying down the stretch,
Dressed in the famous blue and white,
Pounding and pounding your life away with every stride.
You gave your all.
You gave the best of yourself.
You were special.
We all loved you and
Now you are gone.
You never went for second best.
You always put yourself to the test.
You were the best.
Just a bit better then all the rest.
Oh did you read the news today?
Another legend has passed away.
A red flash passing into the night,
Quickly galloping out of sight.
This poem was written as a tribute to Secretariat soon after his passing in October 1989. I post it here as a tribute to 3 great Thoroughbreds; Secretariat(1989), Mr. Jones(2006), and Barbaro(2007) whom we lost today. This poem was written by a friend of mine our freshman year in college.