rides a unicorn through the sky
that's me, never tied to the ground
flying past mountains onward bound
led by the light of fireflies
into the land of dreams my friend
waking dreams with no start nor end
where muses dwell and dance and sing
while tales are born and laughter rings
ride a unicorn there my friend
This is completely delightful. I love the mystical and magical lands where unicorns fly and fireflies glow...where our muses dwell. Thanks so much for your lovely decima. I hope you enjoyed it.
ReplyDeleteGayle ~
That's fairy wondrous that is...full of all the images my childlike heart holds dear. How delicately you rendered it - bringing the trip full circle. I want to fly with you. Beautiful poem.
ReplyDeleteA joyous read!
ReplyDeleteDelightful journey into the fantastic!
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