By
Shari D. Holcomb
As a glowing full moon rises high in a twilight sky
You can hear the soft , so soft , whispering sigh
Of a solitary unicorn standing, watchfully, silently by
He watches over the forest deep and his mate, blissfully asleep.
He is the protector of the realm, this night, to all those dreaming.
But come the daylight softly, so softly in streaming
He will give way to the dawning day
As it quickly chases the moon away.
And to his mate’s bed of soft green grass, he will come
And finally do some dreaming of his own
Until a glowing full moon rises high
Once again in a twilight sky.
© Shari Holcomb--Feb. 2006--All rights reserved
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