Oh Tia, Oh Tia,
I miss thee
Oh Tia, Oh Tia,
For you are the key to me.
You walk beside me
From pluvers to dogs.
We protect eachother, letting us be.
You were like my horse,
Well a pony of course..
When I rode you,
The time flew by
You were the right size for me, together we grew
Jumping over the logs and jumps it felt like we just could fly.
Then June of 08 came,
Oh how it was lame.
They sold you!
Yes you!
The pony of my dreams, gone
For ever and ever.
And ever and forever.
Pictures is my last memory of you,
Your gentle, kind trot and shiny cream coat
I know you're not that far, but just to look at you
would be the best, because when i rode you, for jumping we would float.
To hug you,
To see you,
Thats all I want to do.
Just one more time...
Maple Syrup
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