Morgan the unicorn: The book My mother read to me Before anything happened. Are unicorns real, Mommy? Of course they are, sweetie, For any boy with imagination As vast as yours. So I invented entire galaxies And inhabited them; Drew their maps And wrote their histories; Whenever jokes didn’t make sense; Whenever I couldn’t catch balls; Whenever there was laughing and pointing; Whenever my hands had no place to go. One morning I woke up early; The backyard had a... Read more