The Grand Champion

February 25, 2011
Your coat glimmers as you gallop around the arena. Long gorgeous strides maneuvers your muscular body.
You are a champion.
You wear the blanket only winners receive with a collar of roses.
The jumps you raced against time to fly over are now behind you.
The clock that you race against it now still.
The world stops as you, the champion hold your glory.
On this day you are the Grand Champion.





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