The Dragon

The dragon wakes,

tired as a sloth.

His curious sleepy eyes ready for adventure,

Gleaming with indigo light.

A stubby tail flickers like a fire yawning.

His velvety tongue soft like marshmallows.

As his miniscule claws stretch like a kitten lounging in the sunshine,

they glitter and shine with moonlight.

He soars away on sapphire wings leaving behind his snug cave as he glides through the fluffy clouds.