Friday, August 25, 2006
Friday X-Blogging
I've had these things for nearly twenty years, and I had grown kind of fond of them, but when they asked me to, I drove three thousand miles to turn them loose in some rose gardens they had found in a magazine or something.
It wasn't what I wanted to do, but I can't deny them their dreams.
Now I imagine them frolicking on their hillsides, munching their roses, rolling on their green lawns. I know they will never return to their shoddy little stables here, but I'll always keep some oats on hand, and some fresh apples and carrots.
I lack the power to give them what they want, but while I live, they'll never have to fear need.