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A dragon came to my house.
To tell me of his sorrow.
It seems his fire had gone out.
Did I have some he could borrow.
I asked him to come in.
I would help him stop his crying.
I said your breath can’t light back up.
Despite how hard you’re trying?
He sat down on the big couch.
Dragons won’t fit on little chairs.
His breath is not working right.
And needed some repairs.
I told him all my happy jokes.
To help him to forget.
Stop the tears from falling.
That kept his hot breath wet.
We were having fun
Then I asked, “what made him sad?”
The dragon said he lost someone.
The best friend he ever had.
He said, “he started crying.”
When his friend moved far away.
It made his heart start hurting.
It keeps hurting every day.
That’s when his fire left him.
He could not imagine why.
I said, “you put it out yourself.”
So, let’s give my jokes a try.
We began to laugh together.
Which made the teardrops end.
The dragon got his fire back.
All he needed was a friend.
So, when you have a close friend.
And they move away from you.
Get back your dragon breath. “They did!”
By finding someone new.
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