My Dragon Poem
Once I dreamt of a lovely dragon,
One with its wings stuck on a wagon,
Surely I thought this was a mystery,
But who knows if it got a blistery.
The more I looked at it,
The more I got terribly ill,
So I started wondering,
Why not to end up helping it?
As soon as decided to release it,
I went too close and it almost hit me
But I realized it was suffering,
It wasn't rude, it was an anxious spring.
Finally, it was set free,
And I was happy close to a tree,
Seeing it running away from me,
It's how life is meant to be.
You help others to fly,
Sooner or later, they go away,
Every once in a while life is grey,
Independence reaches for the sky.
By Miss Odilia Pérez
E.L.A. Teacher
