There he stands in mystic wonder, <br />white as snow and elegant splendor, <br />eyes as blue as the sky up yonder. <br /> <br />Silently he moves across the glade, <br />a silent breeze ruffling his mane, <br />before boldly glancing my way. <br /> <br />In his eyes there is no fear, <br />as he circles closer, ever near. <br />Is that a hunter we both hear? <br />There, see their spears. <br /> <br />Gracefully bowing before me, <br />Invited to join him on his journey. <br />To a land where he is free <br />and can slumber peacefully. <br /> <br />Through the forest we flee, <br />the unicorn and me.<br /><br />Alesia Leach<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-unicorn-and-me/
