//------------------------------// // Tribute to Ponyville // Story: The Spike Poem Anthology II // by Zephyr Spark //------------------------------// See the sun rise across Ponyville Feel Ponyville wake from her slumber Watch her ponies spring to life Smell the chocolate of Sugar Cube Corner Taste the sweet apple cider Hear the birds twit-tweet-twitter the ponies saying hello Nice to see you Take Care I love you. When she closes her eyes and falls asleep, Ponies turn in for the night Her heart still beats with warmth The crickets chirp their violins The stars harmonize their ancient song Life illuminates the dark Makes it home. See the leaves fall red and orange from the trees The chill starts in the air The harvest at Sweet Apple Acres With friends and family near Running through the leaves As they ignite Her fireworks. Watch her drizzle snow from the warmth of a window Children laughing as they bound across the frost Spending time together in Ponyville’s confetti Watching by the heat of a fire with a blanket Draped around your shoulders like a hug As friends gather. Becoming brothers and sisters. The frost melts and life begins anew in spring Birds sing greetings as they return from their migration Ponyville brings us closer together than we were Melting the boundaries between friend and family Between neighbor and acquaintance To make us anew as the whole Of her heart. Feel Ponyville’s rays of heat from the cool of a pool Soak it in as your friends splash you with water Close your eyes and lounge in a chair Where heat does not burn Each day comes and goes We are still friends who bask In Ponyville’s wonders. See Ponyville. There’s no place like it. With an undivided, immutable fellowship at her heart Through day and night And fall and winter and spring and summer Her heart remains whole and we Remain one.