Words for Thoughts

Unicorns

Unicorns, the magic it flows
Happy, joyful, comes and goes
Shiny hooves and glimmering tails
Both would leave golden trails
Unicorns, as happy as can be
Happy, happy, happy and free
They danced their way into the rain
Waiting for a special somebody to brush their mane

This is one of my childhood poetry, it may be a bit off, but I tried to recreate it. Hope you enjoyed!