Dino Dancers
Wee? I don't do poems much X.X
In a land of ancient ferns and moss,
Where time itself was lost,
Dinosaurs roamed with mighty grace,
In a prehistoric dance.
The Triceratops twirled with its frilled crown,
Stamping its feet on the ground,
A ballet of horns and plated skin,
A dance that would never dim.
The Stegosaurus swayed its spiked tail,
In a rhythm both ancient and frail,
Its plated back catching the sun's warm glow,
As it moved to a primordial flow.
The T. rex, fierce and grand,
Stomped its feet in the sand,
A predator's waltz, teeth sharp and keen,
A dance of power, fierce and mean.
And high above, the Pterodactyls soared,
Their wings slicing through the air,
A ballet of flight, a dance of freedom,
In a world where time had no compare.
So let's raise a toast to these ancient dancers,
Their fossilized steps etched in stone,
For they waltzed through eons, their legacy vast,
In a dance that time will forever own.
About the Creator
Digi Dragon 05
I love to read, I have for a while, and I've recently gotten into story writing. Just found out that I have two accounts on accident, so now I gotta merge them-
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