Dragon wandered through the forest,
Smiling at his bouquet
Full of bluebells and daisies,
But sighed as he remembered
It was forever incomplete.
I wish I didn’t have wings
That get tangled up in thorns
Whenever I try to pick
A rose,
He said to himself
And the moss-covered rocks.
I can help you with that,
Said a voice from the trees,
And out stumbled Dino,
Who walked into the tangles
Of rose bush and came out
With a perfect little blossom
For Dragon’s bouquet.
And so the two spent days
Wandering through meadows
And sun-soaked swimming holes,
Where Dragon sprayed rainbows
With his wings,
And they laughed and chased fireflies
That shone with their newfound hope.
But one day,
As they sat perched atop a hill
Overlooking the sea,
Dino said,
If only I had wings,
And remembering the roses,
Dragon lifted him up
To fly through the sky,
Endless blue with friendship
Glimmering along with the sun.
Little did they know,
They had both
Already been soaring.
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