My First Horsee

When I was little I so much wanted to have a 'horsee'. But, we lived in a small city flat, my pleas would be taken with a smile, and  so it was only something I could dream of. In my dream world I had a white horse name Poli - represented by a little squeeky toy.  He had a long & wavy main and tail with a pink hue, blue eyes and  silky white coat. We felt each other and  talked clearly mind to mind. He was my best friend.

In my vivid imagination he was VERY real, often more real than my outside circumstances. I could 'feel' his silky softness, the warmth of his breath, 'smell' the scent of his body.

He was always there for me, to snuggle into his mane when I felt  sad or lonely. Sometimes I 'felt' him calling me. We went for many adventures together, riding through the woods and meadows, splashing in rivers and lakes, playing games, eating berries. Poli would enter my nighttime dreams too.

As I grew and get more skilled in art I drew several picture books depicting our antics & adventures; some of them were utterly hilarious!

I wanted to talk about those sweet memories, yet realizing Poli is still here in my dreamword, and sometimes his sweet, mischievous spirit enters the horses I meet....