Walking through the woods on a cool summers day
Taking in the scents and watching fairies at play
I wandered through the shade of the trees
Touching each blossom as I pass with ease
I walked through some bluebells in a clearing
When something of interest caught my hearing
I heard a sweet murmur of a lullaby song
When I had found the source it didn’t take long
There by a fallen tree was an elf, singing a song but not to himself
There was a beautiful beast laying right by his side
Of golden mane and white hair and hide
It was a unicorn with its horn like pearls
Lying beside the elf, its mane in curls
It drifted slowly and gently asleep
This image made my heart skip a beat
I can’t express this image to you
You have to see it yourself, you really do
But I will always remember that day so well
The image of a sleeping unicorn is a wonder to tell.