SHINE
Shine was her name.
She wore it well.
Most say she didn't stay long enough, but I know better.
Gramma Annie told me we each come into this world with a certain number of heartbeats.
Use 'em up, she told me when I was almost too young to understand, but now I do: I use them hard and fast. I ride my heart like an untamed filly; a long wild mane circles the sky.
I carry sugar cubes in my pockets. I paw the earth to know its rumble. xo
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