Donkey Farm
I am a donkey
I wonder if I look like a horse
I hear that I don't
I see my friends being mean
I want them to be nice
I am nice
I pretend I have nice friends
I feel the farmer tie a rope around me
I touch the dirt with my hooves
I understand that someone is pulling me
I say, “Where am I going?”
I dream that he is taking me to a playground with nice friends
