Seen not by our eyes but they are true,
Written by Heather O'Connell,
they watch over us whatever we do.
Coming from times of anchent lore,
and then even long, long before.
We see threw the dragons eyes,
telling between truth and lies.
We listen when our mind is clear,
a dragons call we can hear.
They are guardians of the moon and night,
they protect us when we perform our rights.
We use their power with great care,
we have found the dragons lair.
(10/05/97), (c) All rights reserved
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