All she had wanted was a pony,
The wish had helped her to survive.
And now that she was old enough
her wish, had come to life.
Now that she was older,
she knew and understood
The importance of wishes and dreams
The life that they can give.
Her parents, had done the best they could
The best that they knew how,
The pony that had filled her dreams
had filled her life with hope as well
All she had wanted was a pony
And now she understands
The value of a Childs wish
When one day it's fulfilled
With out hope and dreams at any age
ones life is just a shell
A body waiting day by day
without the heart to care
That wish long ago had became her life,
It gave purpose to who she turned out to be
What began as a childhood dream,
Turned into her work, her life, her being.
Every story has an ending
In life that isn't so
With each ending, we can find new life
If hopes and dreams are there.
The importance of her wishes then,
That life is what they gave
She's older now without a wish
Now she struggles to "believe".
Copyright 2005
D.Enise
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All She Wanted Was a Pony
Beautiful poem!
Micke
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TRASK
in this colorful, bittersweet write
enjoy the prelude as well
:)
(((HUGS))) and much love, your tx. friend, karen lynn. :D