In mythical legend they stand alone,
The most majestic creatures I've ever known.
Never sighted they fly high above,
Full of passion, magic, grace and love.
A heart of silver, precious and pure,
No human can touch them, they can be sure.
For they have wings which whisk them away,
To a far secret land where only they stay.
A white mane embedded with tales,
Of fairies, adventures and heroic males.
Stories all entrusted to this marvellous creature,
Your thoughts and secrets it will never feature.
A horn which has more meaning than gold,
It could never be stolen, auctioned or sold.
For it is for the one and only unicorn,
Its magical gift given when born.
A unicorn's death happens every day,
From myths and legends we all stray.
Only in old and dusty books the animal's alive,
Without imagination it will not survive.
--Kirsty. L. McGinley
Not mine but I thought it was beautiful and much less grouchy than my last About Me. I apologize for that, I'm not sure what I was thinking at the time.
If you want me to read and comment on your book, just ask me; I'll be happy to do it. I love my fans, I love unicorns, and I love puppies.