"Daddy! " she cried out one night. "There's a dragon neath my bed...
So I drew my trusty sword...and I slew that dragon...dead!
"Someday you'll slay your own dragons, " I smiled, "but since I don't know when..."
"With your permission, princess...I'll stand guard till then."
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem