The Dragon's Flight

There is a place, an enchanted place, not so very far from here;
when the season is right and the moon rises high in the midnight sky.
It is a fantasy night, a wonderful night,
when the fairies will dance until the dawn's early light.

   It is this night, this enchanted night, that the dragon comes in her flight
to place her egg in the hallowed out stump
that stands in the bottom of a dried out lake, one year from this very same day.

When the moon rises high in the ebony sky,
and the fairies will dance until dawn's early light,
that the dragon will again take off in her flight
to reclaim what is rightfully hers …
that which she placed in the hallowed out stump.

She will sail through the sky with her babe by her side,
heading in a line with the pale moon light
until she is out of your sight
this I have been told by the men of old, who swear by God that it is true
 ~

Art by Nancy L. Young-Houser and poetry by Sandra S. Marquiss