A Poem for Pine Ponder


                                            On a quiet night on the edge of the world

                                            In a frozen hamlet a calm scene is unfurled.

                                            In her home lay Pine Ponder,

                                            A sweet mare full of wonder,

                                            Contemplating the possibility

                                            Of an unknown world, one of mystery.


                                            "What could dwell beyond Snowpitt?"

                                            She wonders as her home is alit,

                                            And in arrives Frosty Flakes

                                            Plus her good friend, Still Lake.

                                            The mares greet warmly and hug

                                            and Pine Ponder provides both a mug.


                                            As she enjoys a piping cup of a self-named brew

                                            One she crafted with love, and shared with her crew,

                                            Pine Ponder asks her friends if they enjoy the tea

                                            They respond in kind with resounding glee.

                                            "No doubt about it, your tea is the best."

                                            "Absolutely agree, it's no contest!"


                                            And Pine Ponder beams bright

                                            Her face full of delight.

                                            For her friends are fully content

                                            And her home has a lovely scent.

                                            They now chat and discuss

                                            What has Pine Ponder in a fuss.


                                            The unknown world that seems so far away,

                                            One that couldn't be reached in just a day.

                                            Pine Ponder begins to speak eagerly

                                            Enthralled by her passion, they listen intently.

                                            She can't help but wonder what lies beyond their home,

                                            "Do you think other ponies live in huts shaped like domes?"


                                            Between sips and snuggles, they speak of possibilities

                                            Of these far off ponies, and of their festivities.

                                            It's a wonderful time shared amongst the three

                                            A heartwarming scene, they all look so happy!

                                            The three friends spend the night together, a lovely image.

                                            It's just another comfy night, in this humble village.