Beep-Beep
A winged horse, a unicorn
glides so effortlessly, airborne
blazing its way in early morn
o'er ears of sun-ripe golden corn
Spying a gosling from its mother torn
This winged horse, our unicorn
Gathers its courage for an epic warn
Poor thing ~ it's missing its horn
Copyright © Gershon Wolf | Year Posted 2018
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