Thank you. I will leave you now,
for my cottage by the sea.
I can be sane for hours a day,
when that’s required of me.
—
When we were young, the Dragon’s song
boomed softly in our ears,
so far away, so very deep.
It frightened us for years.
—
They say the Dragon died last night.
It was extremely old.
I’d ask you down. I will someday.
Just now it is too cold.
Earth Tourist
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Earth Tourist 
I cannot put my finger on the exact reasons why I like this poem so much, only that I do. I’m so glad to have had the chance to read it.
I’m so glad you like it. Thanks for telling me.
Good one. Makes me want to sing .🎶
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Many thanks also for the music notes :-)
Beguiling – echoes, for me, of Betjeman and one by Graves …
Cheers Dave. Nice to hear this.