Old Champ

• Geordie Kamper, Grade 5, Central Coast Grammar School
• Poetry
• 2014

Excellence Award in the 'The Text Generation 2014' competition

Old Champ

My dog old Champ was here
Before I was even born.
He played with me when I was little,
And we played on the lawn.

My old Champ is old now,
He has arthritis and is in pain.
I wish that he was young again
And we could run in the rain.

Old Champ is my mate
And I know
One day he won’t be there by the gate.
But if he’s never here,
Old champ will always be my mate.