Campaigning For Barbaro

Campaigning For Barbarohttp://barbarowisconsin.campaigningforbarbaro.comQuick BlogTHE DAY THE EARTH STOOD STILL by Sharon Crumb (Sharonlynn)http://barbarowisconsin.campaigningforbarbaro.com/2006/10/18/the-day-the-earth-stood-still-by-sharon-crumb-sharonlynn.aspxTHE DAY THE EARTH STOOD STILL

May 20, 2006, started out like just any other day,

I looked in horror, poor brave Barbaro, how hard I did pray.

I prayed with all my being, that the horror I had seen 3 times at the track,

would not become another horrible reality, the strength I did so lack.

As I sat in front of the TV, tears running down my face, my head in my hands,

I prayed to the Lord above, please Lord, I hope you are his biggest fan.

Let him live, he’s done nothing wrong, he is just a child,

he will grace this world, not just today, but for a long while.

So many heartaches I have seen at the track,

I needed Barbaro to live, I needed to restore the faith that I lacked.

I held vigil at the University of Penn website, and on Yahoo news,

please let him make it through the surgery Lord, you have nothing to lose.

He will reward you, you will see in good time,

this I am sure of, I would give up my last dime.

Hours of waiting and praying for Barbaro not to lose his fight,

comes the relief I hoped for, he made it through surgery alright.

My vigil continued for all of that night,

hoping and praying he will come out of this, he does have the fight.

Finally the moment of truth had arrived,

I could not believe what I saw, had to wipe my eyes.

Here he comes! Barbaro is walking with Dr. Dean,

such a beautiful sight this was that I had seen.

Look at him! Chowing down that food,

get out of my way Doc, I am hungry, didn’t mean to nudge you, sorry I have been rude.

You see Doc, you made me feel better, how can I ever give thanks,

give me a little time to heal, I will show you some really good pranks!

This is what I seen in the pictures after recovery,

so full of life, so innocent, so much discovery.

There are so many people that I would like to thank,

what you all have given back to this world, could never be put in a bank.

It came from your hearts, it came out of love,

the hero you have given me, forever blessed from above.

Sharon Crumb (Sharonlynn)

10/18/06

]]>Barbaro Inspirational Poems and Storiesdlopez7@sbcglobal.net (Debra)2006-10-18T23:15:00ZMillion Horse March by Laurie Hammerhttp://barbarowisconsin.campaigningforbarbaro.com/2006/09/23/million-horse-march-by-laurie-hammer.aspxMillion Horse March

Now a million horses come into view,

Marching down Pennsylvania Avenue,

Their heads held high and so proud they be,

With love they helped set their brethren free.

And for all of those we could not save,

Millions more join us from beyond the grave.

Ethereal in form spirit horses be,

For justice say please don't forget me.

And for victory won we bow our head,

For the bravest ones who went ahead,

To light the way these horses went,

For our battle help was Heaven sent.

In memory of all those we could not save

Laurie Hammer

I dedicate my poem 'Million Horse March' to all horses and the people who love them. Feel free to use my poem as you wish; however I ask that any money made from the use of 'Million Horse March' be donated for horse rescue, finding homes for horses, and for equine cancer research.

]]>Dedication to Banning Horse Slaughterdlopez7@sbcglobal.net (Debra)2006-09-23T13:26:00ZBARBARO'S Whispering Legacy For All by Cle Shaw and Barbaro's Big Hearthttp://barbarowisconsin.campaigningforbarbaro.com/2006/09/10/barbaros-whispering-legacy-for-all-by-cle-shaw-and-barbaros-big-heart.aspxBARBARO’s Whispering Legacy For All
by Cle Shaw and Barbaro’s Big Heart
(Dedicated to those still living and others who've gone to Heaven)

Where begins this horse’s tale, an epic saga yet to unveil,
Long before time of man, horses trained - running they can.
Brilliant, magnificent - highest morales,
Powerful gallops, envious gaits in chorales;
Men’s glories seek Horse Racing’s Holy Grail.
Horses race first Triple Crown’s Kentucky Derby Trail.

Inherent in you by God’s hand - Patience in proud stand.
Eleven Champions won all three -Triple Crown’s Victory.
Sir Barton was their first Winner’s Dream;
War Admiral, Gallant Fox, Assault, more inbetween.
Secretariat, Seattle Slew,
Citation, Affirmed - to name a few.

Leaves one’s head in a tailspin; Review what Horses did win.
Awestruck by Smarty Jones in 2004 - first two jewels his score.
Birdstone took Belmont by storm;
“Overpowers Smarty Jones” was his norm.
Strange bedfellows throughout history;
How “Run For The Roses” sets horses free.

Art of Horsemanship - we stay until night turns to day,
Trainers hope to achieve what we all want to believe.
Miracles will come as Heaven’s Wind blows;
Between our horse’s Arabian ears as their proverb goes.
“Would sell my kingdom for a horse,” Shakespeare once said.
Echoes Love for Bluegrass Cat to Lost In The Fog freshly read.

Comes trainer’s “Respect” please; Moving with jockey’s breeze.
Close bonds cannot be broken; Fire & Spirit lines souls yet unspoken.
Vital to hail legends Seabiscuit’s & War Admiral’s names;
Every hundred years comes their rebirth like a Phoenix from flames.
Glistening streaks with hooves of lightning, sired bloodline Man O’ War’s;
Come “Beautiful Barbaro” & “Powerhouse Bernadini” - rising stars.

But elusive Triple Crown’s number three would Jazil’s Belmont be.
Behind these stories! are mys teries, studying Arlington’s safe track histories.
Twenty seven champions remembered as Barbaro recovers.
What might Sherlock Holmes find beneath as “Dead Zone” track uncovers?
May Just Ducky, Big Attlet, Gringa Hug, and Our Momento who died,
Be racing in Heaven’s Glory now as Winged Angels on the other side.

Then Heaven’s Gate opened for Saint Liam and Pirate’s Bounty by Fate.
“Streets On Fire” Liam took a bad fall and “Best Sire” had given his all.
Horse of the Year 2005 and California’s Top 2-year-old winner are no more.
Only 6-years-young was Liam’s life; But Bounty’s was 11 years plus 1 score.
Forever in history’s Hall of Fame, leaving a legacy of stake winners by name.
Liam’s dam Quiet Dance will love him forever;
Wygod’s River Edge will miss their Bounty together.

Horses’ lively natures reflect what is good and demand our respect!
Robert Smith Surtees knew that there are no secrets so closer to you,
“As between a rider and his horse,” helping to win each race’s course.
But now a new direction has begun for Barbaro’s new race to be won;
His along with Bluegrass Cat’s and Foggy’s healing quest for each son.
“Save America’s Horses” his Jackson family and we now act as one.

September 7th is Congress’s choice, while Bobby’s folks speak his voice.
Has America been reduced to cave man - eating horses where time began?
Kentucky Derby Champions - Crown Winner’s Circles - Rose Blankets put aside,
This is one very new Horse Race all Americans must speak and abide.
These bills put on temporary hold must now be voted and counted stands;
People cannot ignore horses’ death screams like humans shot within our lands.

America’s horse lovers agree; Congress stop Texas’s horse slaughter spree!
Marie Antoinette’s words, “Let them eat cake,” instead of our horse herds!
Winston Churchill knew “your beauty and grace are good for the soul of man.”
All US Congress must see videos that “speak the truth” only as they can.
No horse owner would eat his own family and we are not cannibals of hand.
America’s Symbols of Freedom and her Pioneering Spirit embodies our stand.

But this horse’s tale shows a strange twist in its equine prose.
Barbaro’s fame gave public’s choice doctor a new name.
Equine surgeon saving “Magnificent Bobby’s” life would turn to Alcor,
A polar bear with shattered paw, leading "our great pioneer" as before.
Difficult surgery it was; but at least we tried and did our best.
God’s Hand intervened sending Alcor to Heaven for rest.

Once again, Barbaro’s fans prayed for all to be healed if they stayed.
Labor Day came upon us, whispering Barbaro heal without any fuss.
Then came the news clear out of the blue;
Naturalist Steve Irwin just died too!
His Australian zoo and fans! simply could not believe!
Loyal Barbaroians began prayers for God’s Angels to receive.

Close friend’s quote, “He died doing what he loved best,” Yahoo wrote.
Seeing Barbaro’s wisdom here, if Steve had owned horses, it is clear.
Circle of Life is hard to take; “Crikey, it’s nature’s way!” He’d say.
From World’s deadliest creatures to devilishly clever stallions by day,
He’d have made quite a horseman - if he had a different course;
Having a Champion like “Heroic” Barbaro as his chosen horse.

]]>Barbaro writes to his friendsLost In The FogBarbaro Inspirational Poems and StoriesIn Memory ofDedicated to our Hero's and all othersdlopez7@sbcglobal.net (Debra)2006-09-10T22:46:09ZTriumph from Tradgedy by Pat Gehr, Ph.Dhttp://barbarowisconsin.campaigningforbarbaro.com/2006/09/10/triumph-from-tradgedy-by-pat-gehr-phd.aspxTriumph from Tradgedy

It is said that Barbaro is one of a kind
There's just no question in anyone's mind

He's fast and feisty, powerful and strong
Inspiring many who compose this hero's song

A song that sings of courage and grace
And spirit of innocence and beauty of face

Songs that tell of that fateful day
After breaking out early on the 20th of May

Tears flowing and cries, "Spare this champion's life!"
Cries heard by Matz, Prado, Jacksons- husband and wife

Rushed to New Bolton to Dr. Dean's healing hands
Whispered prayers heard across all near and distant lands

"God stand by Dean 's side while performing his skills!"
Assisted by plates and screws bolts and, yes, pills

Heal a champion whom a nation loves so much
God, please deliver Barbaro your healing touch

Praise! Dean reports, "He's doing all things a horse can do."
We now must wait. Recovery is up to Barbaro too

Now walking and grazing at our Dr. Dean's side
And nipping at reporters when apples denied!

May one day Barbaro gallop down recovery's road
As our songs for Barbaro continue to be told!

God please heal our adoptive son.

With much love.

]]>Barbaro Inspirational Poems and Storiesdlopez7@sbcglobal.net (Debra)2006-09-10T18:06:00Z"BARBARO's WINGS BENEATH OURS" by Bernell Kresshttp://barbarowisconsin.campaigningforbarbaro.com/2006/08/30/barbaros-wings-beneath-ours-by-bernell-kress.aspx

You are the wings beneath our wings,
But, no longer will you fly.
You've captured the hearts of all with a soul,
And we are content with gazing in your eyes.

You are our hero, don't you know?
With courage and fight deep in your soul.
No one can say what you think in your mind,
You're an old soul, Barbaro, perhaps that's what keeps you ever so kind.

Intelligence far beyond your years,
Your eyes reduce us all to tears.
If we could take your pain, it would be gone,
And you would once again be flying along.

Your perils have brought so many close,
We light your candles from coast to coast.
Sweet Barbaro, please have no fear,
Cause all that love you are so near.

So rest and heal, oh ancient one,
You've been here before and you're not done.
You are the wind beneath our wings,
And when you fly again, your world will sing.]]>Barbaro Inspirational Poems and Storiesdlopez7@sbcglobal.net (Debra)2006-08-30T19:13:00Z"Barbaro In The Hospital" by Bobbyhttp://barbarowisconsin.campaigningforbarbaro.com/2006/08/30/barbaro-in-the-hospital-by-bobby.aspx
I hear the cottonwoods
whisperin' above
Barbaro, Barbaro
horse that we love
the breeze from the paddock
keeps murmuring low
Barbaro, Barbaro
we love you so
Does he really know
through his trials we go
with him each day
our hearts beat so painfully
when in his swing
he sways
But in time we know
our Barbaro
will always prevail
He's never lost
no mind the costs
his spirit will not fail
So in miracles
we never doubt
and will love him each day
until he's healed
and it is time
Mighty Barbaro will
proudly walk away]]>Barbaro Inspirational Poems and Storiesdlopez7@sbcglobal.net (Debra)2006-08-30T19:10:00ZIt's What You Can't See by Gloria ILhttp://barbarowisconsin.campaigningforbarbaro.com/2006/08/30/its-what-you-cant-see-by-gloria-il.aspx
"It’s What You Can’t See"
(inspired by the words of trainer "Sunny Jim" Fitzsimmons) by Gloria in Illinois

“It’s what you can’t see that matters,”

Or so said one trainer of old,

What’s deep down inside can’t be shattered,

All champions are inwardly gold.

A horse may not always “look” perfect,

But still have a fire deep inside,

To the keen eye of someone who’s watching,

He’ll show his true spirit and pride.

If we go by external appearance,

Then flaws sometimes get in the way

Of seeing the true inner being,

That tells more than looks can convey.

But one colt has shown us so clearly,

While proving he does want to mend;

That even when injured and hurting,

His strength and his will have no end.

And trying beyond what’s “expected”,

As Barbaro does every day,

Lets breakthroughs and miracles happen,

Revealing new dreams on the way.

To some degree, we’re all imperfect,

Which doesn’t diminish our worth.

For even the bruised and the broken

Contribute so much to this earth.

That trainer knew what he was saying,

When searching for brilliance unknown,

He knew that the essence of champions

Surpasses what’s physically shown.

“It’s what you can’t see that matters,”

So we gaze through the eyes of the soul,

And beauty and truth, heart and courage,

Trump everything outward we know.

]]>Dedicated to our Hero's and all othersdlopez7@sbcglobal.net (Debra)2006-08-30T19:03:00Z"More Than an “Also Ran”" by Gloria ILhttp://barbarowisconsin.campaigningforbarbaro.com/2006/08/30/more-than-an-also-ran-by-gloria-il.aspx"More Than an “Also Ran”" by Gloria IL

We have not won a special race,

We have not been the ones to chase,

We have not won large purses, though

We still have hearts that overflow.

We love to run and we compete,

We give our best - even in defeat,

We watch as others may go past,

We still believe that we are fast!

We do what we are asked to do,

We hope that it is pleasing too,

We like to race, but never reach

The fame and recognition peak.

Our names don’t even ring a bell,

But as for effort, who can tell?

We give it all we’ve got and more,

Potential sometimes still in store.

It’s in our heart and in our blood,

Yet some think we aren’t “good enough”,

But we know that our hearts are true,

And top prize is for just a few.

We keep on trying, and we will,

With every race and stride until

It’s time for us to step away,

And not race on another day.

And whether by some fate or chance,

We falter, stumble in our dance,

We pray that you will care enough

To help us through when times are rough.

We hope and trust that when we end

Our “useful” days, and need a friend,

That memories of our noble tries,

Will pave our path to new, full lives.

]]>dlopez7@sbcglobal.net (Debra)2006-08-30T18:57:00ZSPLISH SPLASH ... BOBBY-STYLE!! by Linniehttp://barbarowisconsin.campaigningforbarbaro.com/2006/08/30/splish-splash--bobbystyle-by-linnie.aspx
Splish splish, I was takin' a bath
Long about THIS Saturday night
A rub-a-dub, just relaxin' in the tub
KNOWIN' everything was alright
Well, I stepped out the tub, put my HOOVES on the floor
I wrapped the TOGA around me and I
Opened the door, and then I
Splish, splash... I'M FINISHED WITH THIS BATH!!
Well how was I to know there was a party going on?

They was a-splishin' and a'splashin'
Reelin' with the feelin', movin' and a'groovin'
Rockin' and a'rollin', yeah

Bing bang, I saw the whole gang
Dancin' IN THE FLOOR OF MY STALL, yeah!
Flip flop, they was doin' the bop
THE BOBBYHEADS WERE ALL HAVING A BALL!
THERE WAS TIM AND ALEX, DR. R AND KATHY A
AND KENNETT FLORIST TOTIN' MY OWN VERY SPECIAL HAY
A- well-a, splish splash,
I AM FINISHED WITH THIS BATH!!
I went and put my STRUTTIN' DUDS ON!!

I was a GRAZIN' IT'S AMAZIN',
RUNNIN' with the LOVIN',
Movin' and a groovin', splishin' and a splashin', yeah!

Yes, I was a-splishin'' and a splashin'...
I was a-GRAZIN' IT'S AMAZIN'...

Yeah, I was a-movin' and a-groovin'
We was a-RUNNIN' WITH THE LOVIN'
I ! WAS a-GR AZIN', IT'S AMAZIN' ...
Movin' with the groovin' splish splash, yeah!

Bobby Darin and Bobby Jackson ... WHAT A DAILY DOUBLE!!!]]>Barbaro Inspirational Poems and Storiesdlopez7@sbcglobal.net (Debra)2006-08-30T18:55:00ZBobby's Graze In The Grass by Julia B.http://barbarowisconsin.campaigningforbarbaro.com/2006/08/30/bobbys-graze-in-the-grass-by-julia-b.aspx
Good Mornin' sunshine....

The sun shine kisses my back,
and the breeze across my mane, whispers in my ear.
The sweet smell of grass on a summer morn.
I feel free !!
I am awakened to the beauty that surrounds me !
I hear birds singing their joyful song,
Telling me..Come fly away, it's a beautiful day !
Ahh, I remember this feeling,
and the oh so sweet taste of life!
I am alive !
I am Barbaro !]]>Barbaro Inspirational Poems and Storiesdlopez7@sbcglobal.net (Debra)2006-08-30T18:52:00ZOUR MESSAGE TO BARBARO by TLChttp://barbarowisconsin.campaigningforbarbaro.com/2006/08/30/our-message-to-barbaro-by-tlc.aspx*** OUR MESSAGE TO BARBARO ***
by TLC (August 15, 2006)

Every day we say a prayer
for another comfortable night.
For together we stand,
this close knit group,
united against Barbaro's plight.

This beautiful being
has brought us together,
similiar in so many ways.
For we all have the hope,
the thoughts, and the wishes
to see Barbaro through each of these days.

Stay strong we all say,
listen to your doctors.
Show everyone how smart you are.
An inspiration to so many,
Barbaro, a bright shining star.

So Bobby, (as he is known by many),
keep your head high and eyes all a'gleam.
For each of us knows,
in our hearts of hearts,
that you will fulfull our dream.

]]>Barbaro Inspirational Poems and Storiesdlopez7@sbcglobal.net (Debra)2006-08-30T18:48:00ZHorse Owner's Prayer by Author Unknown/from Exceler Nancy (submitted by Barbaro)http://barbarowisconsin.campaigningforbarbaro.com/2006/08/30/horse-owners-prayer-by-author-unknownfrom-exceler-nancy-submitted-by-barbaro.aspx"Horse Owner's Prayer" - Author Unknown

Dearest God in Heaven,
give me strength to guide my horse.
Make my hands soft and my head clear.
Let my horse understand me and I him.

My heart, you have blessed with a special love of these animals,
let me never lose sight of it.
My soul, you have gifted with a deep need for them,
let that need never lessen.

Always, let my breath catch as the sun gleams on an elegant head.
Always, may my throat tighten at the sound of a gentle nicker.

Let the scent of fresh hay and a new bag of grain always be sweet to me.
Let the warm touch of a warm nose on my hand always bring a smile.

I adore the joy of a warm day on the farm.
The grace and splendor of a running horse,
the thunder of its hooves makes my eyes burn and my heart soar,
let it always be so.

Dearest God, grant me patience, for horses are harnessed wind and wind can be flighty.
Let me not frighten or harm them,
instead show me ways to understand them.

Above all, Dear God, fill my life with them.
When I pass from this world, send my soul to no heaven without them.
For this love you have given me graces my existence and I shall cherish it and praise You for it for all time.]]>dlopez7@sbcglobal.net (Debra)2006-08-30T18:47:10ZWhat Barbaro means to me by Anonymoushttp://barbarowisconsin.campaigningforbarbaro.com/2006/08/28/what-barbaro-means-to-me-by-anonymous.aspx
"Barbaro Is His Name"

Into our lives has come, a special creature who has captured our hearts and souls.

Barbaro Is His Name!

Into our lives has come a hero who has raced against adversity and has shown all how to win.

Barbaro Is His Name!

Into our lives has come an example of what is good and loving and who expects nothing in return except caring and kindness.

Barbaro Is His Name!

Into our lives has come a beautiful bay colt who is truly an old soul at heart.

Barbaro Is His Name!
]]>dlopez7@sbcglobal.net (Debra)2006-08-28T19:59:00ZTune: The Red, Red Robin by Mary Evanshttp://barbarowisconsin.campaigningforbarbaro.com/2006/08/28/tune-the-red-red-robin-by-mary-evans.aspx

Tune: The Red, Red Robin

By Mary Evans

When our big brave Bobby comes Clippity-clip-clopping along, along
There'll be rejoicing
We'll all be voicing a hap-py song.

So chin up, chin up, you thoroughbred!
You're always out ahead -
You're strong, the doctor said -
Live long, run, and be happy!

That is our prayer for you -
We'll all be there with you
Singing our song

When our brave, sweet Bobby comes
Clippity-clip-clopping along, along
When our sweet brave Bobby comes
Clippity-clip-clopping along
]]>Barbaro Inspirational Poems and Storiesdlopez7@sbcglobal.net (Debra)2006-08-28T19:57:00ZBARBARO'S Message to the BARBAROMANIACShttp://barbarowisconsin.campaigningforbarbaro.com/2006/08/28/barbaros-message-to-the-barbaromaniacs.aspx
BARBARO's Message to the BARBAROMANIACS

By Bobby J. (AKA Barbaro)

I know you are maniacs, cause many a car crashed,

When the news came that I was outside enjoying the grass.

From the staff: "Quit dressing as carrots, trying to see me."

It is annoying to them though it fills me with glee.

I really love all of you support and all that you do,

Know I wouldn't have made it without it, that much is true.

Tell Mike Rea to follow advice and do as I do,

And remember that when riding, to use that crazy glue.*

Remember what I've been through will have been to no avail,

Unless you all follow through and join my campaign email.*

Do not ever stop from keeping those carrots a coming -

Whenever I get one, I just begin to start humming.*
]]>Barbaro writes to his friendsdlopez7@sbcglobal.net (Debra)2006-08-28T19:54:00Z*Bobby's Message TO Bluegrass Cat* by Bobby J. (AKA "Barbaro") as Dictated by Melissa Hardenhttp://barbarowisconsin.campaigningforbarbaro.com/2006/08/28/bobbys-message-to-bluegrass-cat-by-bobby-j-aka-barbaro-as-dictated-by-melissa-harden.aspx
*Bobby's Message TO Bluegrass Cat*

by Bobby J. (AKA "Barbaro")as Dictated by Melissa Harden

I was so proud of you and your race in the Haskell,

Even though at the Derby thought you were a rascal.

You really did try to come on there at the home stretch,

But the way I was running, impossible to catch.

Your race against Bernie was a great sight to behold,

Although we all sadly realize that it took its toll.

I really felt that you were coming into your own,

Now we both reluctantly live with seeds fate we have sown.

Now I guess we'll hopefully compete at the stud farm,

I do not have any doubts that I'll have the most charm.

All kidding aside, I know you did run a great race,

Maybe together, we'd have put Bernie in his place.

Take care of yourself my friend and enjoy the ladies,

Cause when I'm able to join you, I'll drive them crazy.
]]>Barbaro writes to his friendsdlopez7@sbcglobal.net (Debra)2006-08-28T19:50:00ZTo help Mike Rea out, we're helping him post his letter to Barbaro here:http://barbarowisconsin.campaigningforbarbaro.com/2006/08/28/to-help-mike-rea-out-were-helping-him-post-his-letter-to-barbaro-here.aspx
Wednesday August 23, 2006

Dear Barbaro,

Thank you for being a superstar and thinking of me. People write on your website and talk to me. There is no other way they would have talked to me because they talked to you first.

Your trainer and owners are so famous and that way I get mentioned on a equal basis as you do. I feel like there is no other way those people would have considered me in their thoughts if they hadn't considered you first. It is very touching that I am considered by the same caliber of people who considered you. I feel priviledged because of this. I just want the story to show people what my life is about and how much my family loves me and how much I love them. Thank you Barbaro so very much. My prayers and dreams are with you.

Mike Rea

As you can tell, I didn't edit any of his words. Mike is so overwhelmed with everyone caring so much about him. Again, my thanks to everyone helping my brother with his recovery.

Cathy Rea Bosley August 24, 2006]]>Mike Readlopez7@sbcglobal.net (Debra)2006-08-28T19:46:00ZA Hero of a Different Color by Glorai (submitted by Cle for Gloriahttp://barbarowisconsin.campaigningforbarbaro.com/2006/08/28/a-hero-of-a-different-color-by-glorai-submitted-by-cle-for-gloria.aspx(Inspired by the posted words of Kathy - 8 years old
"Barbaro, I know you didn't mean to be a hero, but you are.")

Innocence, youth, such talent and heart,
You were still growing up, and doing your part
To run for the roses and prizes more rare,
To abandon yourself to the thrill of each dare.
You bestowed upon Peter the rides of his life,
And your trainer and owners, their dreams brought to life.
You romped and we witnessed your own special gifts,
But the depth of your soul had yet to be glimpsed.
Living your life, so playful yet poised,
Finding the best, in yourself...and in us,
Once again victory lay in your path,
When almost at random, life changed in a flash.
But then, like the champion we knew you to be,
You held yourself calm, with sweet dignity,
And though you were hurting, you sensed and obeyed
A voice from within that said "Trust them...this way."
You managed to triumph when no one could say
For certain that you would stay with us that day.
Your spirit adapted, your heart said "Don't quit",
And now you are learning each day bit by bit.
Do horses have humor? I think we could say
That you certainly do, or it sure looks that way.
Intelligence shows as you patiently fight,
And your "wicked bright" mind will help make it all right.
As passionate, competent people help guide,
You will find your way home, with love by your side.
Yes, the way may be long, and the going is slow,
But your spirit prevails, and that we all know.
Your legacy now will be different than planned,
Your journey will lead more of us to a stand.
Your destiny met with your head held up high,
Your shining example no one can deny.
Your purpose now changed, or at least it so seems,
From running and chasing a Triple Crown dream,
To entering now a new race we can share,
With nobility, decency, courage and care.
No effort too small, no vision too large,
Renewed interest and focus, we each can "take charge."
Emboldened to take just one step at a time,
These steps all together can help change mankind.
May we learn from your journey what we need to know,
And then pass it on, to inspire and grow.
To help others in need, both your kind and ours,
To be champions - like you - as we fight for a cause.
Unaware of your influence, blissfully free,
And living your life with such clear purity,
You "didn't mean to be" a hero, we know it is true,
But Barbaro, you are. And for that we thank you.
]]>Barbaro Inspirational Poems and Storiesdlopez7@sbcglobal.net (Debra)2006-08-28T19:42:00ZBarbaro's Tale How Fog's Went Wood's by Cle Shaw & Bobby Jacksonhttp://barbarowisconsin.campaigningforbarbaro.com/2006/08/25/barbaros-tale-how-fogs-went-woods-by-cle-shaw--bobby-jackson.aspx

Barbaro's Tale How Fog's Went Wood's by Cle Shaw & Bobby Jackson August 25, 2006

Another day of rain and the fog rolls in,

Still Lost In The Fog made his Belmont win,

The Belmont stakes came in 2005 and went,

Barbaro nays, " That was time very well spent."

Looked at Tim Woolley's site for today's bit of news,

Saw my tribute to Lost In The Fog had some views.

"Yikes," snorts Barbaro. "They'll sure be in for a big surprise."

Lost In The Fog's became Lost In The Wood's before our eyes.

Then Lost In The Fog gave Barbaro a call.

"Hey, what's with me Lost In The Wood's," from his stall.

BJ retorts, "Lightning struck "Crafty Shaw's" DSL,

Wireless Router, Internet Explorer wipeout as well."

"Some say I got high on too many peppermints and grass,

Must be "Mischievous Bobby" making another pass.

Who knew it was really Windows XP's "Buggy Colt."

Along with "Stormy's" mischievous lightning bolt."

Off to our best neighbor's house trotted Crafty and me,

Yes, Lost In the Wood's is back to Fog's original remedy.

]]>Lost In The Fogdlopez7@sbcglobal.net (Debra)2006-08-25T16:38:00ZBobby's Guardian Angel by Melissa Hardenhttp://barbarowisconsin.campaigningforbarbaro.com/2006/08/25/bobbys-guardian-angel-by-melissa-harden.aspxBobby’s Guardian Angel

By

Melissa Harden

She was there, unnoticed, that wonderful night,

When Bobby was born what a memorable sight.

Unseen by all, she watched him grow as a foal,

All the while knowing that he would reach his goal.

That day at the Derby, she shouted with joy,

Telling all those around her, “That Is my Boy!”

Then, at the Preakness, she was there at the gate,

While helplessly knowing she could not change fate.

Ever since that bad day, she has been at his side,

Trying her very best, his healing to guide.

If her tears held weight during his long ordeal,

He’d be back on the racetrack completely healed.

But she knows that his life will mean so much more,

Than all he’d gain at the track with it’s honor.

She hopes that your efforts in his cause will prevail,

Else all of he’s been through will be to no avail.

Please do help his angel because her cause true,

She knows who you are and is counting on you.

]]>Barbaro Inspirational Poems and Storiesdlopez7@sbcglobal.net (Debra)2006-08-25T14:35:00Z