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All poems on this site are copyright of Beverley Balogh
Sometimes my friends ask me to write a special poem for them. This is how Unicorns came into being. Both the recipient and my friend loved it and I have to admit so do I.
Beverley
MY UNICORN
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In my dreams I ride on unicorns
With snow white manes and silver like horns
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I sit astride these magical beasts
As they race through woods and fields of wheat
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With drumming hooves we speed away
Until dawn when the dreaded light of day
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Leaves just a dream like memory behind
Though I search each day none can I find
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And it's only at night when I'm asleep
I can ride with them and feel complete
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I sometimes think how sad I would be
If at night they did not visit me
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For I love my magical unicorns
With their snow white manes and silver like horns.
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