Once in a blue moon, with a rarest of views,
I spotted a creature, as magical as it was hued,
With a horn on its head, and a mane that shone,
It was a sight to behold, a unicorn.
*
I rubbed my eyes, pinched my cheek,
Was I dreaming? Was I asleep?
Nope, it was real, as real as can be,
A unicorn, galloping freely.
*
It pranced and danced, with a twirl of its tail,
As it trotted along, it made an enchanting trail,
Its coat was as white, as the freshly fallen snow,
And its eyes sparkled, with a mysterious glow.
*
I was in awe, at this rare and mystical sight,
I'd only heard of it, in tales of the night,
But there it was, in flesh and in blood,
A creature so rare, that it couldn't be misunderstood.
*
So if you ever come across, a unicorn in your way,
Just remember, this sight, is a sight to stay,
And cherish the moment, and make it a memory,
For you may never, see a unicorn again, in eternity!
About the Creator
mees den Boer
Mees den Boer, fiction writer. Spinning tales and exploring the human experience through the written word. Join me on my journey of imagination and discovery.
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