Friday, November 6, 2009


The sun was starting to set,
when I looked up and saw the Dragons
Queen Rose and her Princess,
spent their days looking for unwanted and orphans pets

They carefully pick up Kitties, Dogs, Bunnies, in their large floppy claws
and bring them back to Castle to live and be cared for, by the
Celtic faeries

I patted them and scratched their horns, I had a pocket of treats,
which I shared

Magical Dragons with the warmest hearts

Up they flew to the turrets of the Irish Castle