One night, when it was shady all around,
Suddenly, there was light.
I look around to see what I have found,
And it is Unicorn Light.
*
I look at it, and,
Since it is night,
I thought I must be dreaming...
But still, I see Unicorn Light.
*
It rides upon a secret rainbow, up above the clouds,
I cannot believe my eyes, not sure if I can trust my sight.
It does not come down,
But still, I see Unicorn Light.
*
Now I am wondering; is this real, this live unicorn?
When it leaves, I shall indeed be left to mourn.
But still when it leaves, I think of it's horn,
And maybe it made that Unicorn Light when it was born.
About the Creator
Adriana Wilder
I'm a new writer on vocal, and I write here in my free time, I'm an environmentalist, always trying to find ways to stop pollution, and maybe you can help out! I also love kitsunes. I hope you all enjoy my stories, and have a great day!
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Comments (3)
My first story! 🤗😊
well done
Very good