January rolls in over the mountain side
bringing cold brisk air and frost
to scatter among the morning dew
no dragons can be found
among the empty trees
gone away
with no leaves to hide behind
there is no trace of scale
or tooth or tail

some crawl underground
to hibernate among the molten rocks
until the coming spring

others fly away
behind the stretched out clouds
in search of warmer breeze

those that like to swim
join the tortoise and the whale
and sink into the ocean and the sea

those in need of greater heat
and wide and open land
slink off in search of dessert sands

and perhaps there are a few
that fly off to recharge their breath
with the flame and fire of the sun

and there is a rumor among the stars
that a few sneak off to the moon
to run about and play
where it is midnight
every hour and minute of the day

there is a secret here
a story known to ever leaf
to every bloom
from the youngest sapling
to the oldest branch

there is a dragon for every tree
and every tree a dragon

and no better place for them
to live and hide
than where no matter
how hard we may try
we will find no trace of scale
or tooth or tail
beneath the camouflage
of spring to autumns leaves

You have a cute little nose
And happy wagging tail
You lick me when I come home
You bark because there's mail
You sleep in my bed
And think my shoe is a toy
Sweet little puppy
You fill me with joy
Oh, little puppy
So loyal and true
I just want you to know
How much I love you !

There's a monkey on the moon, my grandpa use to say
Forever swinging from his tail, searching with each sway

He lounges on the clouds to watch the children play
His lonely tears come falling down and they all run away

At night he hops from star to star to visit the milky way
Without a friend to share it with all he ever sees is grey

There's a monkey on the moon, my grandpa use to say
Look up and spot him hidden amongst the clouds by day

balloons.
bulbous and shiny and colorful and full of laughter
children with bright eyes and high pitched laughs

let go of the string and the fun flies away.

You hide I seak.  Face the tree count to ten, then sound the call," Ready or not here I come".  Oh where oh where are we hideing, behind the car, to easy.  Behind the bush, worth a look.  ****, he was behind the car, the chase is on.  we race toward base, both red in the face.  I want to tag him however he made it, he's safe.  This time I hide and you seak.  Alight Tony, I will start countimg, you go hide.   "Ready or not here I, AAAHHHH!  Tony what are trying to do give me a heart attack, standing behind me like that.  Dinner time need to go in, have a good evening, see you tommarow my friend.   See you tommarow as well, by the way Tony, Never do that again.  Noted

It’s just a thought, limerick on the rock

Waves bring ashore the big croc

Quite like the king of River Nile

It sports cool spikes and a rapacious smile

Chased by paparazzi, camera shy the croc, froze out of shock