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Poetry From Equestria And Beyond - LyraAlluse



Poetry written by many of the familiar ponies and fantasy creatures from the show.

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02 Worry’s Song By Princess Cadance

Worry’s Song

By: Princess Cadance

At one month old, I slept
Soundly in my crib,
As my biological mother read me,
Classic pony tales,
Under the pale moonlight.

Then, worries were distant songs.

At three months old, I’d
Cry all day long,
For my blanket,
And some crackers,
To calm the pain,
Of new teeth growing in.

Then, worries were distant songs.

At six months old, I’d
Slurp chocolate milk,
Through a long twisty straw,
As I laid on a blanket,
My biological grandmother quilted years ago,
Smiling at the ceiling fan.

Then, worries were distant songs.

At age one, I
Shared my soul,
With my first best friend,
At daycare.

All day we would visit the breezies and dragons,
That lived in the secure kingdoms of our imaginations,
Until the sun disappeared behind the mountains.

Then, worries were distant songs.

At age one-and-a-half, I
Learned that friendships and family,
Could be broken like a mirror;
Or the heart of a lover,
Desperately crying for her love,
To come back from the relentless sea.

Then worries were constant songs.

At age two, I
Forgot life’s beauty,
When I went to live,
With two adopted parents,
And the darkness of regret,
Enclosed my soul.

There was no light,
To greet me in the morning;
No comfort to wrap around my body,
Like one of my biological grandfather’s famous hugs.

Then, the worries were my only song…

At age five, I
Confronted the enchantress Prismia,
And guided her to the path of love;
My understanding transcended time and space,
And I transformed into an Alicorn.

Then, worries became distant melodies,
Played upon the wind like faint legends.

Today I slip through life,
An explorer of new frontiers,
Leaving my worries,
And desolate thoughts,
In the distance as I sail,

For long ago I realized,
That worry is not life’s only song…

Though many still echo its melody,
Quietly, hopelessly,
Drowning out the song of hope life gave them;

The song of hope I now sing.

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