Silver-hoofed unicorns
prance among rainbows
with butterflies as riders.
Fantasies of childhood
still intrigue
me today.
Fairies pirouette
in the air and giggle
in my ear.
Who says
what is possible
and what is not?
Does growing up
mean forgetting
how to dream?
Rainbows arch
from the ground
to the clouds
Inviting us all
to remember.
Dare we dream?
© 2001 Jen Nipps