Dream

• Kaley Diplock, Grade 2
• Poetry
• 2020

Is this a dream?
Unicorns drinking from a stream,
All the unicorns were purest white,
Then I saw a warm bright light.
The light carried fairies ten.
Then they flew away again.
The bright light sank below the ground.
I could see the unicorn magic all around.
I felt a tingle in my toes.
It went all the way to my nose.
Then the unicorns looked at me,
And in their eyes I could see,
They didn't want me to go.
Then I woke up in my bed at home!