Cumulonimbus9's Clan

A wind mother's lullaby

Let the wind lift your wings and carry you to flight,

and let the breeze take you to lands far from sight!

Let your scales be warm from fire hot,

and let the shadows form to real shapes? Or maybe not.

Let the ice freeze your toes as you stare out to sea,

and let the light reveal the truth brilliantly.

Let the vines wind round your tail in nature abundant,

and let water lap overhead, do not be reluctant.

Let lightning strike tall towers in the sky,

and let arcane magics weave about, below, and up high.

Let the twisting shapes grow in plague very rotten,

and let earth stand strong by monuments forgotten.

Let the wind carry you home on a gentle gust,

and let me tuck you in bed with some milk and a bread crust.

Goodnight, my hatchling!