Though you may not see them,
They are there.
They watch your every move,
With care.
With their long, spiral, ivory horn,
They kill dragons and have been known
To heal poisonous wounds.
The unicorns stand with pride,
Watching over their land.
And every night when the stars
Shine bright, they sleep with no fright.
So, where have all the unicorns gone?
They, may never know.