Pony kind

by Dark Enigma

Pink Among The Gray

I remember my first party. Life around the farm is always so brooding and gray--always gray. No color anywhere which made me wonder why I am pink. It's the only color that looks alive, but why did I have it? The rest of my family belonged to the farm--they shared it's color and stoic demeanor. I was different and it wasn't until a rainbow showed up that I knew why. I like making others smile. Ponies are too caught up on their worries. They slowly become gray, distant. When I threw that party for my family, I saw something spark in them, something different. They smiled; they were happy even if winter was coming and father didn't know if we had enough bits to make it through. That was his gray, but I showed him some Pink. I showed him that even though life is tough, we are a family and we will always be there for each other. And sometimes that's all anypony needs: somepony to be there and make them smile, splash some pink on their gray.

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