untold story: more poetry I found interesting

I decided to pick particularly interesting poetry to me, or some lines from some that i found interesting. 

I was told when to race,
Told when to run,
Told when to eat, to sleep,
To have fun.

Told it was over,
I was not very fast,
This life I was bred for is over,
It’s gone, it’s past.

I wait in the kennel,
I wait for my day,
Wait for when I am picked
And am taken away.

To walk with no muzzle
And sniff fresh hay and grass,
These are my dreams,
That help the waiting pass.

When for whatever reason we can no longer race, It’s to a kennel we go to take life at a slower pace.