The Unicorn

As I crossed the creek at twilight, I saw a Unicorn, A big old boisterous fellow, With an awesome, silver horn. With joy, I jumped and quickly ran. As fast as I was able. To find that I was ridiculed, Around my Father's table. When in the stillness of the night. I heard an Angel sing. They mocked me in the Market square, And brought me to the King. There I got a Jester's hat, My shoes adorned with bells They laugh and call me "Silly man". Who funny stories tells. I do not see as others do, But should my lips be still? When I can see a Unicorn, And skies that Angels fill?