Eyes
That glow
Red in the dark
And a tail long
That lashes
Back
And forth.
Thick hide
Dark scales.
Spines and
Hard plates
[sharp]                                      Down the neck                                  [angles]
To shoulders wide and broad, leather tough and veins bold, wings old
A strong back and rippled spine, spines and scales from an iron mine
Ancient legs that drag and carry ancient weight, no longer merry
Fire formed in cavernous lungs, fat hangs low on hollow bones
Too slow and old now to fly, still longing for younger days
And memories so old and dark of times gone by
Of men in gleaming metal with swords sharp
Of horses carrying armies over hill and dale
Of younger days and greener grass
Of chasing dames and fights with fire
No worries     no troubles         no pain
But              time marches          past
   Scales fall off
  spines dull
   Eyes that
   Once glew
   Shut away
  And men
   Of metal
  Armour
  And
  Steel
  Win
The
Day