Grumpy Old Unicorn
A grumpy old unicorn,
Sits on a hill,
With a frown on his face,
And a heart that is still.
“No magic today,”
He mutters and sighs,
“Just clouds in the sky,
And a world that just cries.
He misses the spark,
The joy of his youth,
But today he just grumbles,
Far from the truth.
Yet when the sun sets,
And the skies are aglow,
A flicker of warmth
In his heart starts to grow.
I suppose I could rest a while
I am still magic he says with a smile
About the Creator
Marie381Uk
I've been writing poetry since the age of fourteen. With pen in hand, I wander through realms unseen. The pen holds power; ink reveals hidden thoughts. A poet may speak truth or weave a tale. You decide. Let pen and ink capture your mind❤️
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awwww...I love this
I love unicorns and this was a fantastic poem.
very silly and magical!
Ah, the magical whimsy. I like this a lot. And the pic is wonderful too.