'Rare Ones'

There are rare ones, so true
Who can always believe.
For they see with their heart
Since their eyes can deceive.

They dream with their eyes open,
And mind quite awake
But see magnifcent creatures
That to another land they take.

Ones may tell them they're wrong,
Not right but even then they still believe
They are ones who see the flash of white.

Beyond those trees and behind that bush
They look so hard
But no farther their eyes can push.
Once more they head home, heart low, head hung
Then in their sleep this song shall be sung.

For only to rare shall this beast appear,
All beauty and grace
They could bring a tear.
But the rare ones do not, and they don't try to
They just reach out a hand and say 'I know you'

A Beast so white, snow so clear
And only for rare ones
Will they be so near.
Bright shining eyes and a glorious horn,
For the rare ones its family,
The great Unicorn.

All ye that be reading, and looking about
Feeling so safe and true
That I have no doubt.
A smile will cross the lips of me,
For I know with my heart,
That the rare one is Ye.

By GrayWolfe!

THE LAND OF IMAJICA

This is the land of Imajica.
Here leprchauns laugh & leap & play.
Everyday is a warm summer day.
Where waves crash on rocks,
And weeping willows sway.

So this is Imajica! Unicorns stand at the starting line.
They're in a race, a race against time!
They run with such grace and with such speed,
Trying to see which is the fastest steed.
But in Imajica, everyone wins,
If you have legs, wings, a tail, or fins.

Where is Imajica?
Have you looked everywhere?
You say it can't be found? You're wrong!
Did you think of this?
Imajica is a fantasy creation,
And only can be found in your

IMAGINATION!

My name is Brittany Muscarella, and I'm 12. I love fantasy, too!!

Mystical Magical Majestic

Though ancient secrets may never be found,
And ancient cities may crumble to the ground
Forever will live the horse with the horn-
The mystical magical majestic unicorn.

Unicorns cry diamond tears,
For memories sweetend by the years
Of a time when people showed a kinder side,
And the unicorns need not hide

O Unicorn,
I honor thee:
May you always be
Wild and free

By Becky Deatsman