--By Lawrence Langman
With the majestic flow, in shimmering white
As I watch them go by, by the moons shining light.
With the spirals from their heads, and the grace that befalls,
From the shadows that they cast off the walls that I saw.
Thru the fog in the distance,as they trot across my dreams,
And the calm that they give me, like the sounds of a falling stream.
For the purity they stand for, and the pleasure that they bring,
And the peace of the forest, I can hear the birds sing.
Wishing never shall I wake from this beauty that I found,
And the calmness that it brings from this unicorn I
saw.
MANY thanks to Janice Langman for building this page!!
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