The Heart of a Racehorse: In Memory of Eight Belles
by Maria
(Tennessee)
The heart of a racehorse: In Memory of Eight Belles
By: crazy4horses24689 (On Howrse.com)
Running, running it’s what I do
Just because I’m a filly
Doesn’t mean I can’t beat you
I’ll dash through the gate
Not knowing my fate
I’ll pick up more speed
Hopefully to take the lead
Running, running it’s what I do
Just because I’m a filly
Doesn’t mean I can’t beat you
Coming down the home stretch
I’ll run like the wind
But in the end
I’ll run my heart out
Running, running it’s what I do
Maybe next time it will be you
But as for now…
As I fall to the ground
And People gather all around
I hear a gentle whisper in my ear say
It’ll be okay
Then I shut my eyes and went to a better place
Running, running it’s what I did
Just because I was a filly
Didn’t mean I couldn’t beat you
