Unicorns

They stand in a grassy field just beyond my reach, I've seen them every single day running along the sands on the beach. I look at them in amazement beneath the early morning light, their silhouettes dance together 'neath the shining moon at night. They have gotten used to me being around every single morn, I have brought them up myself from the first minute they were born. The brother and sister graze on the grasses that are so sweet, I do my best to keep quiet upon the grass, I have a seat. I don't know what ever happened to their father and mother, I carefully watch over them the sister and her brother. I found them in the field one day scared and on their own, I took it upon myself to give them a happy, loving home. Copyright © Cynthia Jones Feb.26/2014
Copyright © | Year Posted 2015

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