to that hurt little hatchling
across time's river
unaware of your flame
your scales yet to blossom
how I so wish I could
cross that impossible flow
to embrace you in my wings
and gaze skyward together
whisper the truths of
what you would become
help you let go of
the doubt that plagued you
but alas, the past is sealed
a one-way flow, closed to the now
So I will do the next best thing
and be kind to the dragoness you became.
