A Dragon’s Tale

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A Dragon’s Tale

I spied a dragon flitting by
and when he rested ‘pon the fence
I crept towards him
pace by pace

At first from far I saw him there
some distance from me perching


Slowly I sneaked up to him
creeping onwards as he posed
back turned
he looked away


Very gently
softly tiptoed
a glimpse of his eyes
the wished-for prize


And gazing on his beauty
I wondered at my luck
I feared I’d scare him
come unstuck


We looked upon each other
found that neither were a threat
no fire came out from his mouth
I did not carry a net


So dragon and I
we held our gaze
his eyes ablaze
I thanked him for his time
he slipped away
across the fields
and meet again we may


I will dutifully stride
back and forth
gobbling up the grass
and spitting it out
in clumps

I will trim and shape
my hedges
slicing and shearing
making order
from chaos

these are my tokens
my gestures

but within my territory
between these green
this is my meadow
my bliss of nature
verdant immersion
my delight
where all wild things
are welcome