The night Philotimo won the Laurels the memory with me still <br />The cheers that rang in Western Road might be heard in Cockhill <br />And Con Kelleher was beaming this night he'd lived to see <br />When the son of Pride of Corrin raced to great victory. <br /> <br />We cheered when Tanyard Heather raced quickly to renown <br />When Pat Cashman brought the Laurels to Tullig by Millstreet Town <br />And now it was Con Kelleher's turn he stood in the spotlight <br />And not one to begrudge the man his greatest ever night <br /> <br />The night Philotimo won the Laurels we witnessed something great <br />And Millstreet had another big race win to celebrate <br />Another champion dog from Millstreet which came as no surprise <br />Had won the Laurels at Cork Track Cork's biggest racing prize. <br /> <br />To the night Philotimo won the Laurels one must go back in time <br />And I was only twenty then and coming to my prime <br />And now I'm over fifty and what hair I've left is gray <br />But happy memories from the past seem never far away. <br /> <br />The night Philotimo won the Laurels we watched a legend grow <br />And dogs like him are very rare as greyhound owners know <br />In under thirty seconds he raced to victory <br />And the feats of flier from Cockhill live on in memory.<br /><br />Francis Duggan<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-night-philotimo-won-the-laurels/
