there was boy
he had a toy
pony
nothing
very special
an ordinary toy
the boy
loved
his pony
it filled
his heart
with joy
they would
ride
for hours
flying
through
the towers
of the castles
in the
sky
showing off
the
powers
of the
human
mind
and if ever
he got
tired
he'd put the pony
in his pocket
for a rest
he lived
a good long life
and then
the boy
was an
old man
but
he still
had his pony
in the
of his pants
and when
his days
were over
at the
end of his
life
he took
that pony
from his pocket
and rode it
off into the
light
flying
through
the towers
of the castle's
in the
sky
showing off
the
powers
of the
human
mind
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Author:
willyweed (
Offline) - Published: December 30th, 2016 10:36
- Category: Fantasy
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Comments7
Imaginative poem WW! Very nice.
yes it's a poem about how wonderful the imagination is, a place well worth exploring !
as always I appreciate you comment thank you WBL for reading my poem. ww
Wonderful write
Thanks Tony : imagine that. ww
Welcome
I love your poem! You have a great imagination and it's a pleasure to read!
Thank you Chrissy for your fine comment, can I ask have you read Sandusky nights( a dreamland fairytale)? because me thinks you would like it not because I want everyone to read it( yeah right)
anyway thank you my dear lady. ww
No I have not read it. No problem.
Great read
Willyweed
Thank you Michael ! for the read and comment!
much appreciated. ww
Precious. Creative.
Gracious. Kind. thank you Augustus! ww
Oh my god WW
That is superb
I will not swear
But I think that
Is so..F.....ing good
Another favourite
For me.......
Thank you for sharing
Thank you again for saving as fav, P.H.
so happy you enjoyed I appreciate the read. peace ww
Thanks for sharing WILLY ~ Oh to be a BOY again and live in one's imagination But perhaps ~ as one grows older one begins to lapse back into one's imagination AGAIN. I'm not quite there yet ! BRIAN
I can't imagine that! Thank you for reading and commenting I appreciate it Brian! ww
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