My Whimsical Dragon
by Julie M.
My whimsical dragon flies high,
High into the deep blue night sky.
Skimming the moon,
Bumping the stars,
He flies all night,
So very, very far.
My dragon.
My whimsical,
magical,
beautiful dragon.
With deep blue sea wings,
And sparkling silver scales,
He stalks at night,
And not once ever fails.
During the day,
He happily plays,
In the clouds,
And over the bay.
Bathing in a river,
His scales will gleam.
Then he will fly,
High into the deep blue night sky.
While I am in bed I sit and wait,
Waiting for my dragon to appear.
Who knows how far he is,
Maybe not very near.
My dragon flies high
and very, very far,
And while I am sleeping he brings me a gift,
Of a shining new star.