If my sportive horse get wings

He is not well these days
Having a tooth ache it seems.
But smile as usual like a child.
And always ready for the race.
I understand what he wants to say,
But he never says;
'Master after winning this big trophy
I want to give up racing.'
I thought if he get wings
Then I could have send him to a better place.

poem by Nimal Dunuhinga
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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