The
dreaming unicorn
Reposes quietly still
Inside a protected
circle.
Magic keeping enemies
and nightmares away.
Butterflies deamily
float
In and out of the
circle,
While moody mushrooms
Staunchly edge it.
All beings bow as they
pass,
Some out of fear,
others out of respect,
As the dreaming unicorn
Reposes quietly still.
Joanna Ballard - Feb.
17, 1982
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