My Dragon, The Tetralogy: Part 4. My Dragon, Frozen In Time
By Ivor Steven
My Dragon has been treated harshly
For his mischievous nine crimes
He was cruelly chained in poison ivy
And mystically frozen in time
I am allowed to ship him back home
Encased in a huge wooden box
In a straw-lined crate he looked like a giant gnome
We set sail around Cape Horn towards the land of shamrocks
I am hoping a return to his homeland
Might snap my Dragon out of his ice-age state
There atop the cliffs of the Isle of Aran
With the roaring Atlantic winds to thaw his scaly breastplate

Ivor Steven was an industrial chemist and plumber. He has three self‑published books — Tullawalla, Perceptions, and Until Eyes Hear Sound — and is an appointed writer for Coffee House Writers magazine (USA).