Greetings, traveler, I am the White Dragoness, caretaker of this realm. There
are many places to explore and many things to see. Touch the dragon to fly off into my magical realm, over the stars that reach the heavens...
touch the dragon that flies the heavens
count back down, starting from
seven
seven times lost from time to time
six times gone from sequential rhyme
five lost souls struggling to be free
four times they turned, crying, to me
three times won, three times lost
two times touched with snow and frost
one time journey through childhood past
never found, a simple outcast
unknown danger calling to me
something that everyone yearns to see
lost, secluded gone from birth
prod it all for what it's worth
touch the bird that flies so late
count back down, starting from eight
eight loved ones lost today
seven ones heartbroken, tried in May
six times began, clean and new
five times over, through and through,
four times thought i was going to die
three times i was scared to fly
two times pulled from life itself
one time was a danger to my health
never known, hidden from the world
my plans always come unfurled
the fact of the matter really is
you only get one life, live it as it is
dont try to change yourself for others
be it your spouse, child, or even your mother
all of this is nothing more
than thoughts from the heart, a useful lore
� 1998 by The White Dragoness. You steal my poem without my written permission, i will kill you. have a nice day. :)