If I Were A Zebra

If I were a Zebra. I would probably wonder if I was a striped horse. I would also silently wonder if I knew what a horse was. I would probably wonder if I was black and white or color, because I can't see in color. I would look at the moon and woder if it was an egg. If wander through a pasture, the wind through my mane. I'd wonder if I were to have a name, what name would I want. I would wonder if I would ever give a second thought.