by Katie Al.
My dragon flies through the clouds like a blizzard.
Twirling around and around as if in a game.
My dragon is a graceful and peaceful dragon.
He is blue, white, silver, and gold.
I love my dragon because he can leap from wherever and whenever.
I ride on his back all the time.
As we fly I feel as if my dragon and I are one.
I love my dragon and he loves me because I am his creator.