Riding the Red Dragon

Riding the Red Dragon of the Moon
She snorts and Blows smoke in excitment
I climb on Her back and She give a nod
And up She goes with a Leap into the Sky

We climb high into the Sky
Soaring like a Bird of prey
Over Mountains high above the Clouds
She dives into the Valley to flit

We go beyond the Valley and over a Lake
flying low almost skipping like a Rock
I hold on tight and take a breath
We are going like a streak for goodness sake

Oh how I love the flight on The Red Dragon
She is My friend and much more for sure
We fly into the Sky as one and Go up higher
I smile as we go with such desire

For Brenda a Dearest Friend