Dragon of the hunted

I am a dragon of might and power.
I've watched you grow through every hour.
Now you seek to kill me,
you just won't leave me be.

Yes there are times I'd like to die,
but then I think,
never again would I fly.
Someday when you are old,
and you are not so bold.
by me you shall die,
and on the ground you will lie.

~ © 2003 J. M. Smith

- poet's first poem concerning dragons -

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