My Dream

Picture this: These people are in the mountains and are riding horses. The mountains are a light blue and clouds are surrounding the tip. The trees are a forest green and the riders are dressed for late spring.. The first horse is a light bay with a black mane and tail and its rider is a young boy. The second horse is a light brown with a creamy mane and a dark brown tail. His rider is a man. The last horse is a light silver/gray with a black mane and tail. His rider is also a man. The grass below them is a light green. They are on a hill side and it makes me feel like that’s where I belong. This is my dream, that maybe one day I will live on a ranch, own horses, go riding in the mountains, and still be no more than a mile from home. I grew up in a city and for as long as I can remember I have wanted to live on a farm. Sure living in the city is fun; but, I have only tasted what it is like when we lived in my grandparent’s house, even though all they had were cows. My grandmother has horses but we don’t ride often. I pray that one day I will live on a ranch. This I pray