I never felt upon the same page as pony
parents pushing hoping for a win to save their
lives to take the spotlight off their
shortcomings to make the future better than their
past to shape the way the bird would fly.
but today I saw myself in one so wonderfully
young and through my old and weary hazy
eyes I saw my wonders never cease and
found a way to plant the little seed of
legacy I never knew I did desire.