She bends down
to peer into
my questioning
eyes.
Little one, you know
I can leave
at any time?
Struck dumb by
her question
I can only whisper,
“But, you wouldn’t,
not really,
would you?”
No. But that haz more
to do with you
than my chooszing.
We dragonz come
to teach, sztaying
only az long az needed.
It iz only your
love of learning
that keepsz me.
Releasing the breath
I’d been unaware
of holding,
“Then there’s nothing
to worry about, because
I intend to continue until I die.”
She leans in closely,
And after
that?
“Perhaps, I shall become
a dragon?”
Elizabeth Crawford 4/26/2018
Notes: Image is a pen and ink doodle, with digital background.
Posted at Waiting on Words: word for day 26 is lesson
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I LOVE this! I do think you will become a dragon! Smiles.
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Your pen & ink drawing pairs beautifully with this clever poem. If the dragon is the teacher, then who is the student?
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I am the student, Marianne…
Elizabeth
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Yes, I think dragons have much to teach!!
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