la historia de un poni y un caballo

           


            La historia del poni y el caballo no llego a terminar bien, porque ni siquiera comenzó. El caballo soñaba con el poni día y noche, que compartiría su vida con el poni,  muy a su pesar, no quería saber nada de ese caballo, llegó al punto de no quererlo ni ver por el establo, incluso cuando llegaba, huía , se escondía de el  en la cocina, por miedo a que le relincharan, pobre caballo , que sufría el desprecio constante del poni, que no quería nada, no necesitaba nada, , que estaba servida, su vida estaba llena, pero  pensaba el caballo que no podía ser, que no tuviese necesidades, como cualquier ser de su especie. El caballo no cesaba en el empeño, hasta que un buen día , dejo de ir por el establo, a ver si por fin se daba cuenta el poni de que aquello iba en serio, que no era una cruel burla, que quería estar a su lado, que era cierto todo lo que decía, no llegaron ni decirse hasta luego, pero un buen día se cruzaron en el camino, ambos dijeron a la vez, buenos días, el caballo pensaba, bueno, creía que no vería al poni más, le dio un vuelco al corazón, y no sabia que decir, le había sorprendido, a pesar de seguir pensando en ese bello animal todos los días, seguía sin comprender el rechazo sufrido.


jmgs

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The story of the pony and the horse did not end well, because it did not even begin. The horse dreamed of the pony day and night, that he would share his life with the pony, much to his regret, he did not want to know anything about that horse, he reached the point of not wanting him or seeing him around the stable, even when he arrived, he fled, he left. She hid from him in the kitchen, for fear of being neighed, poor horse, who suffered the constant contempt of the pony, who wanted nothing, needed nothing, who was served, her life was full, but the horse thought that she was not It could be that he had no needs, like any being of his kind. The horse did not stop trying, until one fine day, he stopped going to the stable, to see if the pony finally realized that this was serious, that it was not a cruel joke, that he wanted to be at his side. side, that everything he said was true, they didn't even say until later, but one fine day they crossed paths, both said at the same time, good morning, the horse thought, well, he thought he wouldn't see the pony anymore, His heart turned over, and he did not know what to say, he had been surprised, despite continuing to think of that beautiful animal every day, he still did not understand the rejection suffered.

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