Mythical dragons and other magical creatures
Live in the imagination of childhood,
Where they come alive with glorious features.
If only they stayed with us, maybe they would,
If we hold on to those wonderful memories
And let our inner child not wander too far,
Because sometimes we need to please
Our imagination, which is part of who we are.
Dragons can be fierce and powerful,
To make our enemies stay far away,
When we won’t let them be allowable,
Dragons always keep us safe, night and day.
By spreading their wings and breathing fire,
Which is a magical and ancient trick,
That can be useful and quite dire
To those who cause harm or make us sick.
When too many problems make us feel down,
We can hop on our mythical dragons and fly
Away, proudly wearing our own crown,
To our secret cave where alone we can cry,
And remember what makes us feel good,
Renew faith in ourselves, grow strong again,
And not let others affect us with their mood,
Our secret cave allows us to our selves remain.
Then there are those gentle little dragons
So cute and sweet, ones like that magic Puff,
Who will charm us with toys and wagons,
Baloons, bubble blowers, and other fancy stuff.
Oh thank heaven for that sweet little one,
These are the ones we turn to on sunny days,
When we want to be cheerful and have fun,
And return for awhile to childhood ways.
© 2017 Phyllis Doyle Burns