I hear the galloping feet
and I know it's her, I run through all of the beautiful, red, pink flowers
my feet squishing into the soft green grass, the warm sun hitting the small part of my back that my tank doesn't cover
I finally see her, she's almost an angel
her white coat gleaming in the sun and her mane looking just brushed, flowing as she runs, my long beautiful skirt I finally decided to wear moving with me as I turn and dance toward her
when we are finally close enough to touch I calm her, then carefully climb onto her and ride bairback, slowly walking her through this exquisite day, a butterfly lands perfectly, elegantly on her mane, I keep still but it flies gracefully away,I look up and see a petite but plump Robin chirping away on a branch, the beautiful colors from the setting sun indicate it's time for me to go, I just hope she'll find a way to get out tomorrow

so

I can ride such a beauty again....