Dragon


                        


Her scales show a dazzling midnight and blue
Her eyes glitter like new found silver
A sight to captivate any hot guy
The very earth seems to move beneath her feet
And seems to be alive with her prances
The wind whispers her name
The foilage did her bidding
If only we knew how much more alive
The dragon seemed while she was upon us.

By: Rave Hardman (Age 12)


                        


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