When absent eyes forget the nighttime sky,
Old Draco, star-born sentry bares his wings.
Unknown to heedless mortal mind or eye,
He glides o’er sacred night and sweetly sings
A lullaby, a soft celestial song.
His voice a silver symphony, he gleams
On wings of ancient crystal, bright and strong,
To send the world adrift in dragon dreams.
He guards his sleeping children through the night,
And watches close with eyes that never tire,
Whilst keeping sacred moon alive and bright
With constant jets of frozen diamond fire.
But when the jealous sun ignites the day,
Old Draco, star-born sentry fades to grey.
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