The dragon

A dragon sits with elegance in the fragrant summers day
flying against the clouds that comfort her like cotton wool
flying through green forests with bears breathing beauty
Silver dragon breathes flames like a warrior resides inside
 
The rain will fall and the silver dragon just lets herself sparkle
Her green eyes match the soft fragile leaves in the trees
flying in company the glass mirror is unable to smash
And the flowers tilt their heads to the soaring wings above
 
If only the animal with flames could take a petal for herself
A violet petal that sparkles with joy under the night sky
Her heart will wish for the gold and pink fairies to say hello
While other dragons wish to dance on mountains