Next to a lake there were three horses,
and each horse had a wish.
The first horse wished
to run in the Miss America Pageant,
to learn the many uses of
hairspray, mousse and gel.
She wanted to understand
the intricate language of accessories,
to perfect the wave, the smile
and the ever-important hair flip.
In other words:
She wanted to help people
and end world suffering.
The second horse wanted to be a postcard,
she wanted to be chosen, paid for and written on,
addressed, stamped and mailed,
received, read and then affixed to the fridge
with a handcrafted, ceramic horse magnet.
But the third horse simply dreamed
of following two other horses
along the edge of a lake
as it reflects all three horses
moving in perfect stride and separation.
Dianne Bilyak ’06 M.A.R., “Three Horses” Copyright © 2021 by Dianne Bilyak. Used by permission of the poet. See diannebilyak.com