Covered in her long fur coat, Telling me That the white horse is there, In all his splendour, Shining from the Heavens. She claims his light, Pulling at his unicorn for more power; But he is drained Of all energy source: Galloping for peace is a long road to follow, A tough war to fight, The Queen, A hard woman to beat! It whispers to me That it can help no more, I pray that it may, That it finds the will, the strength And sends more love to planet earth. I dream of his magic, Covering me at night, Making sure that I’m tucked in tight. I have faith in his goodness, That his love will save the world! So my unicorn, don’t give up!The Queen of May
And I do believe,
Monday, 3 April 2000
My Unicorn
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