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My Dragon

July 29, 2009
By ToriRese BRONZE, Faith, North Carolina
ToriRese BRONZE, Faith, North Carolina
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It flies in the night.

It gracefully takes flight.
Oh, it could only be my dragon.

It flies like a bird.

It's whispers unheard.
Oh, it could only be my dragon.
It's scales shimmer bright.

A most glorious light.
Oh, it could only be my dragon.

As I shield my eyes.
It disapears to my suprise.
Oh, it will never be my dragon.


The author's comments:
This poem is just your basic lesson that sometimes you can dream but you can't always get the ferrytale you wish for. I hope the reader will get the message I am trying to pass on and understand you can never have to much imagination.

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