When icy nights spawn chilly morns
and frost festoons the ground,
I let my inner dragon out
to have a stomp around.
The crunch of grass beneath my feet
draws roars of wild delight.
But rather than a fiery blast,
my breath just comes out white.
Numb puffs of steam swirl to the sky
with every shout and snort.
This winter air does not play fair-
it snuffs a dragon’s sport.
Australian Children’s Poetry Website 
Fabulous.
Excellent poem, Dannielle!
Lovely rhythm in your poem, Danniella. I really enjoyed reading it.
Great poem, Danielle. I like it a lot!
Beautiful! I love your opening lines and snowflake dragon tail. Thanks Danielle for your crisp cute poem 🙂