Mina Writes Poetry

Though it's universally believed that the mare has a childish and absent mind, Mina's new hobby says otherwise. She finds that writting them down in the form of poetry a great way to release her own thoughts; those too personal for her to write in a journal. Even if no one quite understands the meanings, Mina still picks up her quill. Onto paper the colour of snow, in a cute little pink book, the mare found sometime to be alone, so she could confess her feelings as shown: Kitty A brave little kitten Wandering alone Its eyes watered with the reflection of the moonlit night Its fur shaken in the dark shade of white Burdened by its own loss of focus The night is ready and releases its shadows Overwhelmed, the kitten cowers The pressure of its collar builds, tightening around its neck Maybe it should go back and stay safe Or maybe it's better off all on its own Whenever the collar tightens harder It notices a tug on the leash No matter how far the kitten tried to flee It always gets pulled back Down comes a large hoof The darkness of the night overshadows the kitten Fear strikes down to its heart Yet the void brings a filling to purify the kittens spirit Comforted and full The kitten begins to grow It's learned its lesson now The shadow no longer emits its peril Faintly, the kitten sees a blue light beaming in the distance of the shadows Feed, little kitten, feed It may even help guide your way The collar tears The kitten is free The blue light is blinding all now Suddenly, the kitten feels the embrace of the hoof once more Never to fear the shadows again