The Dragon
in the dragon's lair,i am trapped and alone.
he stares down at me,and chills me too the bone.
he is menacing,and mean.
as he breathes his fire.
all i can do is climb higher,and higher.
he knows of the hold that you have on me.
and it makes his blood run icy cold.
as i sit and wait,the hours go by.
it starts getting late.
if only i knew what was going too be my fate.
i know one day that you will come.
and save me from the dragon,and take me home.
Copyright © Tammy Wheeler | Year Posted 2006
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