Unicorn

by Lily

(U.S.A.)

On the darkest, mistiest night,
The Unicorn appeared in a soft shroud of light.

In the deepest forest where no one could see,
He ate his fill of sacred grass and tree.

The Unicorn is the most stunning horse.
His mane, tail and forelock are not at all coarse.

His legs are silver and his hooves are blue
And his sapphire eyes do not give a clue.

His body is like mist, silver and sleek;
His muzzle is grey, soft and meek.

The Unicorn’s secret I shall keep.
Of his private dwelling I shall not speak.