The Unicorn's Rainbow Mane

In a clearing, sun-kissed, green and bright, Where toadstools winked in the dappled light, Lived a unicorn, gentle, kind, and fair, With a coat of snow and a magical flair.

Her mane, oh my! A shimmering white, Until one day, with a dazzling light, It bloomed with colors, a vibrant hue, Red, orange, yellow, green, and true blue!

A Rainbow stretched, a painter's dream, Right from the sky, beside a babbling stream. And a Butterfly, with wings of spun gold thread, Flew close to whisper, “Magic lies ahead!”

The unicorn blinked, then shook her head, Each rainbow strand, a spell it spread! She tossed her mane, a playful fling, And colors danced on every wing.

The Butterfly, now sapphire, then rose bright, Flitted and twirled in the rainbow light. The trees around, a verdant green, Sprouted blossoms, a joyous scene!

The unicorn galloped, her mane a blur, Painting the forest, banishing the stir Of shadows lurking, fear, and gloom, Replacing them with a rainbow bloom.

Then, as she slowed, her task complete, The Rainbow faded, oh so sweet. The Butterfly rested, wings aglow, And the forest shimmered, a vibrant show.

The clearing now, a wonderland, Touched by magic from fairyland. The unicorn smiled, her heart so light, The forest filled with rainbow light!