Tonight's Poet Corner: A Very Special Gift

A Very Special Gift
by Belinda Roddie

Her father gave her a unicorn
for her birthday, and she rode
it through the streets of downtown,
and cars and buses screamed to a stop
to witness the fantastical scene.

The girl and the unicorn, horn
and hair both gold, fur and dress both
white, both with big smiles. Her father
took pictures from across the street, as
he sipped black coffee in a mug that he
held with his free, slightly trembling hand.

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