Post by eeyor on Mar 27, 2007 10:57:29 GMT 10
"Hush a bye,
Don't you cry,
Go to sleep, my little baby.
When you wake,
You shall have
All the pretty little ponies.
In your bed,
Momma said,
Baby's riding off to dreamland.
One by one,
They've begun,
Dance and prance for little baby.
Blacks and bays,
Dapples and greys,
Running in the night.
When you wake,
You shall have
All the pretty little ponies.
Can you see the little ponies
Dance before your eyes?
All the pretty little ponies
Will be there when you arise. "
Julia sang softly to the black mare as she reared wildly, pawing at the white clouds pained against the daylight blue sky.
Her voice low and quiet. Like a dream.
Faith's hooves soon landed gently back onto the sand and Julia smiled, she began to jog down th beach, holding dasies in her hand. The ebony mare soon galloping behind her, her hooves leaving hoof prints over the feet prints.
She galloped past Julia, throwing her head back and whinnying, Julia laughed and grabbed a grip onto the reins attached to the hackamore and Faith slowed down to a trot. Julia hopped onto Faith's bare back and kicked her stomach and the mustang took off running, her mane blowing in Julia's face.
Soon Julia guide her into the lake, the water slashed over the mare's body and when they came out Julia was soaked, she was laughing and rubbing Faith's neck.
She began to hum the song of pretty little ponies, Faith's ears pulled back and she slowed to a trot and half reared, Julia held onto her mane and hugged her neck.
Faith came back to the ground and loward her head to the sand, she sniffed it, and it lifted from it's ground and into the air around her nostrils and soon blew away in the wind and landed somewhere not to far from where it last laid.
Don't you cry,
Go to sleep, my little baby.
When you wake,
You shall have
All the pretty little ponies.
In your bed,
Momma said,
Baby's riding off to dreamland.
One by one,
They've begun,
Dance and prance for little baby.
Blacks and bays,
Dapples and greys,
Running in the night.
When you wake,
You shall have
All the pretty little ponies.
Can you see the little ponies
Dance before your eyes?
All the pretty little ponies
Will be there when you arise. "
Julia sang softly to the black mare as she reared wildly, pawing at the white clouds pained against the daylight blue sky.
Her voice low and quiet. Like a dream.
Faith's hooves soon landed gently back onto the sand and Julia smiled, she began to jog down th beach, holding dasies in her hand. The ebony mare soon galloping behind her, her hooves leaving hoof prints over the feet prints.
She galloped past Julia, throwing her head back and whinnying, Julia laughed and grabbed a grip onto the reins attached to the hackamore and Faith slowed down to a trot. Julia hopped onto Faith's bare back and kicked her stomach and the mustang took off running, her mane blowing in Julia's face.
Soon Julia guide her into the lake, the water slashed over the mare's body and when they came out Julia was soaked, she was laughing and rubbing Faith's neck.
She began to hum the song of pretty little ponies, Faith's ears pulled back and she slowed to a trot and half reared, Julia held onto her mane and hugged her neck.
Faith came back to the ground and loward her head to the sand, she sniffed it, and it lifted from it's ground and into the air around her nostrils and soon blew away in the wind and landed somewhere not to far from where it last laid.
