Artist: Andrew Domachowski Source: thecuriousowl
At dinner Anna asked for a dragon Her mother harumphed a bit Her father spit out his soup Her brother giggled and gestured that she was crazy
“Dear little Damselfly … you know you could never ever handle a dragon,” Father placated “I’ll get you a puppy. Now be a good little girl and eat your soup.”
Anna sighed and sipped her soup, so very tired of being a good girl.
The moon woke her, She loved the moon She loved the night
But she especially loved the dragons that flew Their moon shadows soaring in her tower Anna danced with them twirling To melodious dragon calls
But not this night This night “Father’s little Damselfly” Who woke with purpose Set about ripping up her dresses
She was a good girl She knew how to braid and embroider So, the rope was long enough and strong enough To carry her out of the tower
Once on the dewy ground Anna followed the dragons home all through the night She met them as they landed Fearless in her desire The dragons measured her fierce gaze And welcomed her home.
-Skye