Happy Unicorn

Prancing in the meadow,

Warm sunshine on her face

The happy unicorn did not see

The hunter’s hiding place.

Eating rainbow candy,

Smiling ear to ear

The happy unicorn did not know

The grim reaper lurked so near.

Singing gentle lullabies

To the butterflies,

The happy unicorn did not know

She’d cause them all to die.

Lapping at the trickle

Of the crystal, sparkling stream

The happy unicorn did not hear

The hunter’s arrow ZING.

A chipmunk tried to warn her

Squeaking out in fright

But it was simply much too late

With the arrow fast in flight

A pretty yellow songbird

Tried to knock the arrow off its path

But the arrow’s razor edges

Cut the songbird right in half.

Then a fuzzy little bunny

Jumped as high as he could jump

When the arrow passed right through his throat

He fell down in a clump.

A brightly colored butterfly

flew into the arrow’s way,

the arrow was not diverted,

It was not her lucky day.

Only three feet later

The arrow found its mark

Extinguishing forever

The unicorn’s living spark

The hunter popped up in delight

feeling quite a thrill.

That he would soon be famous

for his magical creature kill.

He bounded through the meadow,

running toward the woods

yelling out in victory

“I always knew I could.”

He kicked aside the chipmunk,

He stepped upon the bird

He booted the bunny’s body

into a pile of mud.

He was almost to the butterfly,

When he stopped.

Dead in his tracks.

What he saw before him,

Caused his body to go slack.

He did not see a unicorn,

Lying lifeless there,

But it was his precious daughter

his own arrow in her hair.

The Old Enchanted Meadow

With deep magic all around,

Teaches lessons to all of those,

Who trod her sacred ground.

Today the hunter learned the most painful one of all,

A man who would kill a unicorn does not deserve beauty at all.