Slowly over time the hunters went after the unicorns for the horns. Legends have it that the innocent beauty of this pure noble creature was to disappear. But did they actually disappear?. Was there just one unicorn? Where they really endangered? For those of you who are true believers like myself, We are the believers.
Please do not judge me for who i am
I lived in fear.
I become the hunted
I will still shed tears.
My magic is power to those who believe
Let me live in tbe valley peacefully.
Let me raise my young.
They will be free to roam as I have roamed
Let them trust again in what they believe.
Dont let go of the dreams of the mind.
I ask thee to accept us for who we are
We are not evil we are not blind
We are pure innocent and full of love
We are the chosen ones of all mankind.
We are the children of the valley of the UNICORNS
Hidden in the forest so dense
a mother and baby wait in fear
The danger of human scent intense
She looks around shedding one tear
Come little one our time has come
We must hurry and flee this land
Our journey has finally begun
The hunters approach beyond the sands
With wobbled legs her mother nudges
Beyond the mountains we must go.
come hurry little one in to the hedges
deep in the valley where no man goes
They travelled for hours night and day
The little one stopped to rest awhile
We cant stop here we can not stay.
She looked at her baby and smiles.
The day was gone they had passed the mountain.
They trudged on slowly never looking back
For they knew what lay ahead they would be certain
The hunters had lost their tracks.
Little one our journey is almost over
The valley is just past the falls and trees
Fairies appeared from amoung the clover
Greetings they cried as they flew and sang with glee
The valley was as I thought a dream
In all its splender and lush green trees
No more will we have to hide it seems
For here the unicorns will live FREE................
written by(cheyenne)
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