She stands
in the clearing, watching
a herd of tame horses
imagine
she watches time fly
on feathery wings and wishes
if only she could fly
be a Pegasus out of myth
instead of a boring ole Unicorn
opalescent luminous
burning white bright
she gets as dirty as anything
yet others are fascinated when they glimpse of her
she doesn't understand why
she's just another horse with a horn
she has no mysterious powers
she nibbles the grass and leaves
she drowns her muzzle in water to drink
her hooves crack and her hair tangles
and she runs in fear
from anyone and everything that moves and makes a sound
the creatures on this earth want to take her
she knows better
she will be no captive Unicorn
were she a horse she wouldn't mind
she's close enough
but eyes wander, all kinds
blue, Grey, brown, green, black...
all they see is a horn and silky soft breath
unable to enjoy her solitude
she disbelieves how long its taken
and she's still not green outside
if only, she wishes, if only
if only she had wings
she could fly and show them
she's really something special
