Poem #89: The Wind
A small breeze passes through the town Sending a pile of leaves across the lawn. This small breeze wants to be something more, But alas, it is but a breeze. The breeze is not a stronger wind, Able to mess with the hair of passers by. It is not...
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Follow the Rainbow
We pegasi don't have that problem unless we're dealing with really windy weather, but you'll probably need it. i know you helmet helps with that, but i didn't see the point of bringing that along too. just the necessities, you know?"
Tomorrow Beckons
windy whistles squealed while i took another step back. no wonder rainbow dash does not go home more often. if even an extrovert like her would get sick of that, then there really was something wrong there.