Dragons Dont Die
Dragons may live forever;
At least it’s what legends say;
But, we who love them
Know that they just go away;
To live with other old ones.
In senior colonies,
High on mountain tops, in caves;
Old dragons in their nursing homes;
Will live for many days.
They’ll rejuvenate, aging in reverse.
The only way a dragon dies;
Would be if it were killed.
Even then, it will return;
Its new life to fulfill.
For dragons will return to their
Most loved families.
So if you love a dragon,
And perhaps it seems to die;
Just take heart; it’s out there
Somewhere in mountains, high.
It may be weeks or years or another incarnation
but, soul mates of the dragons
will always be rejoined.
One day you’ll be out walking;
Or perhaps out on your bike;
You’ll feel loving, gentle warmth,
And then you’ll be surprised.
Turn and greet your dragon;
like the phoenix. he won’t die.
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