In a meadow green and far away,
Where wildflowers swayed and breezes played,
There once lived a humble horse named Thunder,
Whose heart had known but loneliness and wonder.
He galloped free across the land,
Seeking companionship with his own kind,
But always found himself alone,
A horse among horses, yet unknown.
The years passed swiftly by,
And still Thunder searched with all his might,
Until one day, in a hidden glade,
He chanced upon a creature so arrayed.
A unicorn, pure and white as snow,
With a mane that flowed like water below,
She lifted her head, and their eyes met,
And Thunder knew, in that instant, they were meant.
The unicorn, her name was Luna,
As gentle as the morning's dew,
And Thunder, he felt a love so pure,
Like a starburst in the depths of his heart, he was sure.
Together they roamed the fields of green,
Sharing secrets and laughter in between,
Their love was like a shining beacon,
Guiding them through life's endless maze of darkness.