Exceptional This is poetic prose. Equine Dignity by Regina Elliott Regarding Horses contest entry

Hello, my name is Secretariat. Many of you humans may remember me. I once was king of the horse racing world. My big heart gave me so much stamina, it weighed 22 lbs. I thundered down the race tracks with my nostrils flared, my sweat foaming all over my reddish-brown coat with white socks and a diamond white blaze on my head. My nickname was, "Big Red."       My jockey, Ron Turcotte, was my rider. He would be so full of adrenaline like me that electrified us both. My owner, Penny Chenery, was genteel with class. My groom, Eddie Sweat, was the best groom in the world. I always looked forward to seeing him walk up to my stall in the violet dawn. I cherished running, and I won the Triple Crown. I won the Belmont Stakes by 31 lengths. When the victory flowers were placed around my neck, even my trainer Lucien Laurin was misty!       I was retired to stud at Claiborne Farm in Kentucky in November 1973. Dear readers, another equine is about to greet you. There's so many equines here that have also crossed over the colorful Rainbow Bridge. I have a snowy-white miniature horse companion here, Snow Princess. On Earth, she was a therapy horse. We horses have our forever dignity  grazing in Heaven's buttercup pastures. There are dogs, cats, birds, hamsters, Guinea pigs, turtles, and so many other species. God's lovely angels sing of His love for humankind and us in the animal kingdom.     We horses of all different sizes, from the miniatures on up to the mighty draft horses have served and benefited humankind for many centuries. Even carousel and rocking horses have delighted children for generations. Some of us were war horses serving  alongside our soldiers. Now, we're  free, in paradise.                                                                                                .     Recognized Author Notes The writer penning our words went to farrier school in Martinsville, Virginia in the summer of 1975. She went to work at Roosevelt Raceway on Long Island, N.Y. as a racing inspector for awhile. She had an epiphany about horse racing, and feels it is inhumane. ~

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