Friday, September 22, 2006


Spirit of the Wind

The Unicorn is wrongly named
A description will tell why.
Silver hooves upon the ground
Wing tips brush the sky.
The sight of his eyes

Is quite unusual and rare.
They give off the feelings
Of warmth, love, and care.
The mane is melted gold

A flame against the blue
Matched only by his tail
Which is the same fiery hue.
The horn is the most

Mystical of all
Rainbow it is colored
Magic is its call.
Gentle is his nature

Never has he sinned
As everyone can see
He's the Spirit of the Wind.