all she wanted was a
pretty pink pony
perfect
for a little girl in a bigbig world.
that little pony in the front window with the
sparkling eyes and
soso soft mane
but all she got was chunks of hair left on her pillow
and the doctors talk soso fast
and why can't she see poor sick mommy anymore?
pretty pink pony isn't pretty anymore
encrusted in dirt
buried in the ground.
pink faded to palepale gray long ago
it's mane is no more
it's eyes no longer sparkle.
And now all she wants is
her life.

~*~*~*~ the amethyst has risen ~*~*~*~