Her name was Star and she was my light,
She came from Champions true.
She was just a horse black as night,
And loved more than she knew.
She moved with grace,
Her head held high.
With a heart as pure as gold.
But she was so much more to me,
She was a beauty to behold.
And now she runs her spirit free.
Up in the heavens high.
I am sure that you will see.
My Star bright in the sky
For she is still with me.
Her spirit will survive.
And in the darkest of the night,
She will be by my side.
I. Henry 2011
