by Charli Charles

Created on: June 23, 2010

She was a beauty, grandma

Would say and smile when thinking

Of Carmel, her first horse

But I know what she means

Carmel was not a horse

But a beautiful and dreamy wish.

If only wishes were horses!

What a statement, so many facts

And so many a lie

Wishes could never be horses

But they could be,

Dreams never come true

But they could.

I had all these unanswered thoughts

Till I had my first horse, Failure

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