Galloping over the hills,
the child watched from the window sill.
The horses neighed and tossed their heads
and the other child jumped out of bed.
"I want to ride with them, all over the ranch,"
the one child said still in a trance.
"I want my own horse, to groom and to ride,"
the other child said, her head to one side.
"You'll have a horse someday, you two girls,"
their mother said, patting their curls.
"I want one now, so I can watch it grow,"
the children said, imagining so.

by Emma