Little Girl's Dream

We went to a party this weekend and the cutest little girl ever loved the "pink pony".  She wanted me to take her and the pony to the store so she could buy her carrots.  "I wish I could." I replied.  The little girl wanted to pet her and ride in the carriage over and over.  That is the best compliment. she asked if the pink pony could live with her and I explained we were there only for a short visit.  I would miss the pink pony terribly if she didn't come home with me.  I told her that the pony could be hers in her Dreams.  She said she would sleep and dream the pony was hers. 

My Beautiful SnowBelle

I imagined as I walked that she woke up and her dream had come true.  There was that pony in the backyard next to the bounce house and party decorations strewn about. she raced down the stairs to touch the pony and see if it was real, oh it was! I must feed her the little girl thought.  Oatmeal and apples! We'll have breakfast together.  In the warmth of the sunshine of a new day they shared a meal.  A good brushing was next. The pony has such soft hair. It just glistened with every stroke of the brush.  Then she heard her mother calling but didn't want this moment to ever end, so she kept quietly petting and brushing the pony.  Then she heard her mother calling louder and now she was being shook. As her eyes blinked she looked up at the ceiling above her bed and then at her mother.  She jumped out of bed and raced to the window, looked down at the backyard only to see the bounce house deflated and no pink pony. It was only a dream but it seemed so real.  The pony really was hers in her Dreams!  Now she looked forward to bedtime every night to the pony that could be pink, purple, or just white.