Out upon a distant light,
Where magic danced in circles bright,
And stars smiled in darkest night,
I found beauty among the trees,
Of purest white and I believed,
In Unicorns of childhood dreams,
Where once I ran in flowered grass,
It seemed that time would never pass,
My youth an endless summerís day,
When all I had to do was play,
But, alas, soon I grew so old,
And gave up on those stories told,
Yet now before my very eyes,
A Unicorn again will rise,
My youth returned upon this sight,
And with it all my dreams took flight.
Michelle M. Mead is a writer from the Hudson Valley in New York. She Co-Edits a local childrenís magazine called WHIMSY for which she writes poetry, book reviews and author/illustrator interviews. She has been published in various ezines (most recently, THE CLOCKWISE CAT, Issue 8), as well as in the print publication SONGS OF INNOCENCE (AND EXPERIENCE) and her chapbook MOONGIRLS AND NIGHTDREAMS.
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