by Christina
The dragon takes
A flying leap
And lands into the snow.
The claws they scrape
As the snow creeps
Over the gigantic toes.
The snowflakes
Fly in circles
Around the dragon’s head.
The flakes
Of snow seem purple
And dragon’s snout glows red.
The dragon snaps
At snowflakes
As they flee from shining teeth,
They overlap
Around his flanks
And make a sparkling wreath.
The dragon digs
A burrow
As the wind breaths through his scales,
He finds a fig
And then goes
Towards his home to read of Wales.
The wind grabs
At the dragon
And digs cold fingers through his skin,
But the dragon has
A weapon.
It is the fire that burns within.
Dragon image from wpclipart.com
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