Chasing the Stars

Poems

(DISCLAIMER: Everything that is written in this book will be for imagination purposes only. Please talk to a proffensonial Equestrian before handling, working with, and feeding equines. Thank you, and please enjoy)

"Roses are blooming. Sweet, tall, and beautiful. Sharp, painful, and wicked. Every rose has it's thorn, and every thorn has it's rose. Watch them grow, taller and taller until they are ready. Ready for you to full admire their beauty. Roses are blooming."

"Good." I nicker. "But next time, don't make it so long."

Calia looks up. She is leaning on a stall across the isle from me. "Did you like it? Was it good?" she tiltes her head, a notepad in her hand.

I nod eagerly.

She laughs. "Thanks. If you were the judge, I would be holding a first place ribbon by now. But humans are more judgemental than horses. I can't have a good poem, I need to have a perfect poem to win the competition."

"I'm a GREAT judge, thank you very much." I huff, glaring at her.

She giggles again. "You might be a horse, but I can tell you're annoyed. She stands up and walks over to me. "I wish you were my judge." she ruffles my forelock.

"How's my favourite patient?" Doctor Mimi walks in, her low heels make a click-click-click-click sound on the dusty floor.

"She's getting better. Her spirits are up, and her appetite has gotten bigger." Calia grins. "I've been reading her the poems I'm writing for my school's poetry competition."

"Really? Can I see one of your poems?"

"Sure."

Mimi reads it. "Neat." she hands it back to Calia. "It's a bit long, though."

"I know." Calia groaned. She crumpled up the paper and dropped . "Another one in the trash."

"No, no, it was good!" Mimi snatches the paper ball out of her hand and tries to smooth it. "Don't throw it away. Learn from it. "

Calia gives her a skeptical look.

"Just clip the last few sentences. Then it's perfect."

Calia takes the paper back and scribbled something down. She hands it back to Mimi.

"Perfect. Now, if you don't mind ..." Doctor Mimi holds out the blue-and-white pills that I had been seeing for a few weeks.

I groan and reluctantly chew them. They taste like bitter hay that had been dry for weeks.  But they are chewier than fresh-grown grass rolled into a ball with sweet hay and soaked in water.

"Good girl." Mimi hands me a handful of sugar-free carb-free treats. Theses treats were definitely NOT delicious, but they were still slightly yummy.

So, naturally, I ate them all in one bite.

"Her appetite really has gone up." Mimi give me a pat on the nose. "That's good."

"What can I say?" I mumble around a mouthfull of treats. "I'm hungry. The food you give me never fills me up."

They both burst out laughing.

I blink before I start to laugh, too.

"Most parents would tell their kids to get out of the house, but since you can apparently talk to horses now, as your unofficial aunt, I'm telling you to work on those poems where there are no horses, and therefore no distractions."

Calia rolls her eyes. "Weirdo." she giggles before walking out of the barn.

Mimi leans against the stall door. "You're making good, steady progress. You'll be able to be out of the sick barn soon."

I sigh. "Good. Because there is literally nothing to do here."

(Sorry that this was a bit more of a filler chapter, I just felt like last chapter was a hot mess of me trying to have an action-filled chapter. So I decided to take this one slow.)