Within a unicorn's garden bees don't know how to sting, birds fill the air with the songs they sing, the sun shines down in aureate beams, fountains flow forth from silvery streams, butterflies float upon fanciful wing, flowers, their fragrance, year 'round do bring; as the only season here, is Spring. Existance is as peaceful as it seems within a unicorn's garden. While the bells of fairies softly ring, magic upon everything does cling. Nighttime whispers of sweet dreams where moonlight on the water gleams like pearls on a silken string, within a unicorn's garden. Author Notes Appreciation goes out to avmurray for use of "Tropical Garden."

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