She follows me..
sees me as her leader and her potector
She stands with me..
sees me as her feeder and her slave
shes my soulsister..
in the form of a pony
she moves as an spirt
and glides like a bird
she looks like angel
she guides me through life
and she helps me understand
if i didnt have her..
i would be lost
for yes she is a pony
but no that ISNT ALL she is..
for she is my Bestfriend
Thus we shall grow older together
and learn together
as she is only a baby..
she treats me as her mother
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem