• When can she see that lonely dragon
    Perched upon the mountaintop?

    It’s when the fireflies dance
    On the ponds at night
    When the flowers bloom
    With cheerful delight

    Because
    Even if he spreads his wings
    In silver moonlight
    Or breathes his golden flame
    With fierce might
    He could never match
    Those crazy kids in the pool
    Splashing around to stay cool
    Or even the life-filled trees
    Swaying gently in the breeze

    And
    He couldn’t possibly compare
    To the children playing without a care
    Under a radiant fireworks display
    Which is why she sees him everyday

    She watches him clearly
    As he sleeps calm and still
    He’s just like
    A big rock in the hectic anthill