My Young Foal

by Queen Cookie

Rating: everyone
Tags: Tragedy, Slice of Life, Sad
Length: 27

Little foal, wrapped in a blanket. How I wish I could hold you again.

Little foal, wrapped in a blanket.

How I wish I could hold you again.

Little foal, you grew up right.

But I still saw the fear in your eyes.

One thing you never want to do, is betray your own family.

Published 1970-01-01 00:00:00 UTC
Last updated 2014-01-14 13:59:25 UTC

Introduction

You remember the first time you held them,

Their soft, tiny hooves,

And their tiny, playful giggle.

And you love them.

And they love you.