Dragon's Remembrance
(c) 1993 Keienenberger

From the air wings back-beat,
Landing upon a great crystal shore,
Wind pushed ripples retreat.

Long neck scanning over waters that beckon,
Drawn by memories of past not lore,
Thick plated skin tensed seeing a glimmer of smoothing reflection.

Mighty foreclaws clench as the ripples clear,
Deep red eyes reflecting a vision,
Remembrance of another image so much like one they peer.

Low in its throat began a rumbling cry,
Held back for too long, now a-risen,
A sorrowing sadness of when its beloved mate did die.