My Prince Fighting Dragons
Dragons of ancient times
were always in the way breathing
fire and flapping there wings…
I wish that my prince were to slew
one for it would prove that he
truly loved me…
No need to be a damsel in distress
with my guardian prince around…
Having my prince rescue me,
from those fire breathing dragons…
With my prince by my side riding
off into the sunset, on his white steed
over the hill where we will live happily
ever after, with my prince by my side…
By Sandra Lea Hoban
©2012
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