“May I please have a pony?”
I asked when I was three
and mom and dad just smiled
at me and answered, “Well, we’ll see.”
“May I please have a pony?”
I asked when I was ten
and mom and dad just smiled
at me and said, “We’ll see.” – again
“May I please have a pony?”
I asked at seventeen
and mom and dad just smiled
at me – I knew they weren’t so keen
Now I am grown and married
with a daughter who is three
and when she asks I smile at her
“Maybe next year, yes I’ll see.”
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Day two of the April Poem-a-day challenge at Real Toads.
rhymeswithbug 
Ha. Very easy to relate to and sweetly stated. k.
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What a beautiful journey through time!
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thanks 🙂
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This is so gentle & sweet 🙂
Lovely write.
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thanks
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You have a lucky daughter! I loved this. Through our children, we make some of our own childhood dreams come true.
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Except this was purely fiction 😉
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And so it goes. A horse isn’t a dream as much a full time commitment. I think parent’s realize who will be responsible in the long run. This is a sweet, tender story anyway.
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Oh how our parents words glide so easily across our tongues….Love this!
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thanks. And we never see it coming!
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May the dream finally come true!
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Ha. I am SO bad about this. Well, with a pony, I think we kind of have to say “no.” But so many of the other things, we need to just say “yes” to. Especially when it involves our time and affection as opposed to our pocketbooks. 🙂
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