My Big Horse Pony

A pair of mares standing tall upon of green and gold
First, second, third, we reached the first place
Flashes in the sun
From the reflection it shines in the sky
Smells the same as a piece of wood
That you put in the fire
Names stamped on the golden plaques
Travelled to all different places
Hard and strong
Can never be broken
Golden lines that shimmer all day long