I rode upon a unicorn ................

[Ivan Galliver]

I rode upon a unicorn in a far and distant land,
With rainbow coloured waterfalls and golden grains of sand.
Tall palaces were made of dreams the mountains capped with snow,
Vast oceans told of promises and treasures far below..



Warm breezes talked in whispers of wonders far and wide,
Where hopes were always with you and nature never died.
One tear on the horizon, one moment of despair,
This wondrous land of thoughts that lived, wasn't really there.