A never ending fire fly

To guide me through the night sky.

A  sharp shard  of a

of crystal to enchant predators.

A ancient spell book full of  so called myths and tails.

A jar of jam in case I need a treat.

A invisible cape  to help me if i need to retreat!

The ice dragons glare

Is as thinly shattered glass. 

The stop to stare

With his frozen eyes. 

The eye lashes

Slowly click together as the dragon blinks.

It’s wings like giant sails 

On a boat drifting in the wind 

The dangerous dragons breaths icy flames 

Across the landscape. 

It’s long clear ice scales 

Shimmering in the morning sun.

You are the smell of a fresh flowers flowing 

In the morning breeze

You are rain drops dancing on the pavement 

On a stormy day.

You are a bumble bee

Bathing in the flowers pollen.

You are the crunch of frost 

On my snow boots

On a cold winter morning.

You are a giant evergreen tree

Piled with snow. 

You are a tiny ant 

Scuttling along the gravel 

Balancing hundreds of leaves.