I feel it oft in morn's early light
A fine mist upon the ground
A sweet breeze offers to my ear
A whisper of magic all around.
In mystic shadows though you dwell
And very few see your form
I know without doubt you do exist
My lovely unicorn.

© Cheri' (One_Unicorn) 2003












































 



 










     

     

     

     


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