My Pony

• Stella Horspole, Grade 4
• Poetry
• 2017

I have a pony called Donnie, the cutest pony around. When I go to his stable he always make's a welcoming sound.
He loves it when you feed him Morning and night. He eats it all up without having a Fight
His fluffy forelock is wild and Crazy. He can sometimes be very lazy.
I'm so lucky to have a pony, to cuddle if I feel sad, to hug and kiss and play with. That's why I never ever feel bad.