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Skylight Minis
The one who started it all.
Romeo
Romeo was my first mini and it was love at first sight.
He loved everything and had such a willing attitude. We had fun learning things together. He went to shows and parades. We trotted miles and miles around the neighborhood. Kids would hear us coming and rush out to greet us. When he heard the kids, he'd neigh and get excited.
There has never been a horse like him before or after and the time that I had with him will always be cherished.
Romeo, Romeo. Where for art thou my Romeo?
Forever in thine heart, in thine heart.
I wrote the following poem about our walks around the neighborhood with Romeo.
We're Not Ponies!
Mommy,
Pony! Pony!
Center of attention are we.
We are horses in mini.
Ponies are taller,
but we are smaller.
We may possess the same devilish gleam,
but we're not viscous or mean.
We're not ponies!
Our hooves are smaller.
Our hearts are bigger.
Our neighs ring loud,
and boy do we draw a crowd!
But we're still not ponies.
Cars Stopping,
kids start flocking.
We hear their cries,
"Can we pet the pony?"
Yes! but we're not ponies.
Back to the barn,
we never run.
Sad to depart .
We'll be back, so never lose heart.
Cause, Minis are We!
Skylight Minis
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