Dragons

Sometimes when it's late at night
When the sky is moonless
And the stars are bright
My mind turns back to simpler times
Long lost days of old
Before the golden age of man
Days lost to history
Days of giants, dwarves, and elvan clans

In these times there lived a breed
Whose kind and kin are seen no more
No trace remains in rhyme or song
But sometimes on star filled nights
I remember and I wonder
Where have all the dragons gone?

Frank J. Hernandez