The sun rises above us all
At last, the light in the dark
A time to celebrate love and life
And darkness and light
The sun continues to grow bright
Was there ever a time of darkness?
The moon sets as the night elapses
At last, the darkness will exist no more
A time to celebrate our differences
As night and day and dawn and dusk
The moon continues to fade away
And it will be dark no more.
To celebrate the sun and moon
And summer and winter and spring in fall
To celebrate the lovely day and night
A time to celebrate us all.
The sun will rise and the moon will fade
The Unicorns will raise the light for all to love.
And there it is. My poem. Never have I expressed such emotion through writing. I doubt I ever will again.
The festivities went exactly as planned. . . well, almost, though I believe any derivation from original intentions was positive. There were designated sections, meant to divide the Unicorns, Pegasi and Earth ponies, to segregate them and ensure fighting was kept to a minimum. But all of these designations were ignored. The lines were crossed and the races mixed and mingled. Any and all conflict was confined to simple, drunken brawling. If only our actual relationships as a species could be described as such.