Great Jumper Blog Archive on November 14, 2009, 15:00

by ddog, age 11

I was a great jumper and I missed a jump.

You sent me to slaughter, and for what?

We were best friends that no horse could replace.

Why did it have to end this way?

I will look down at you with love,

From the cloudy place above.

I now feel that my sorrows are over.

The pain and fear is gone,

But death was painful for me,

I as scared without you beside me when I got hurt.

I loved you.

Why did it have to end this way?

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