Thursday, 12 February 2015

Dragons Fly Poem

Sorry I forgot to post yesterday. Here is a poem.

Next week look out for the next installment of The Wolf Pack.


Dragons fly
Soaring high
Tiny specks up in the sky.

Dragons swoop
And loop the loop
Then come together in a group.

Dragons dive
Up there they thrive.
They all love to be alive.

Dragons flame.
It’s just a game
They are wild, they are not tame.

Dragons play
Above the bay.
Dangerous beauty. Do not stay!

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