Danielle N. Calhoun

THE PEGACORN

The Mighty Steed,
Which exists in the land of Dreams,
Is not a myth to those who believe,
Nor is it the Devil’s Design,
But something created by the Great Divine.

Body white as Snow
Wings as bright as Gold
Horn of Morning Light
Hooves as Black as Night

The ever Graceful Pegacorn,
Creature of Legends,
In the Merry Times of Old,
Used to live in Harmony,
Till someone came,
Who did not believe.

Because someone did not believe,
This Mighty Steed had retreated,
To a land of Darkness,
Void of Light.

God had seen this,
And was very sad,
Therefore, He created a being,
With a Heart so Pure,
In hopes that She,
Would bring back the Beast,
The Beautiful Pegacorn.

Because all the people
Became so very High and Mighty,
Stubborn Pride caused her not to see,
This Beautiful Creature,
Only in the Land of Dreams.

She dreams of the Beast,
And the Beauty it brings,
In hopes that someday,
They will again believe,
In the Beauty that is known,
As the Ever Graceful,
Pegacorn.