Today's A to Z Challenge post I've written based on a creature from my book. The wyrm is something only spoken of in tales of Azerea's long ago past, and most think them simply figments of a storyteller's imagination. However, I am here to tell you that they did once exist and shall soon return. Listen and you'll here the flap of great wings and the rush of their giant and graceful bodies as they pass overhead.
Enjoy this poem about the wyrm.
Wonder of the Wyrm
Fanciful creatures told of in tales
Bodies big as horses, wings on their backs
Sunlight gleaming off jewel colored scales
Majesty and grace they do not lack
They glide through the air, over mountains yonder
Like birds flitting from flower to flower.
Mouths agape, we watched in wonder
Longing to possess their power.
Though they're long gone, we continue to dream
Of the wonder of flying through the air.
To Glide and dive, oh how our hearts keen
Being denied such a power isn't fair.