Black Cloud Poem by Natasha McGee

The race is starting and there's no sound
Her heart is racing through the crowd
The bets are made and she's a gamble
Black Cloud has promise amongst the doubt

Doors open and time has set the pace
Who would of thought she could prevail but she's a saving grace
Around the lap she goes with all her might
Black Cloud has promise amongst the doubt

Second lap shows she's gaining speed
One bet, Two bet and Three that's all we need
Eyebrows excite her within the winds shall embrace
Black Cloud has promise amongst the doubt

Finally laps are approaching with an anxious crowd
Never would of thought the underdog would frown
Seeing her amaze others makes me very proud
Black Cloud has promise amongst the doubt

The Winner's Circle is the realm for achievement
The owner has clot and inevitable shift
Congratulations to one's thoroughbred finishing act
Black Cloud has promise amongst the doubt

Solemn gratitude for job well done
Acknowledgement of peers for holding the front
The Breeder's Cup is an historical stand
Black Cloud has promise and her spirits say Amen