To Slay The Dragon Poem by Bill Mitton

Throw off the soft cheeks of childhood
But not the joy nor laughter.
Let not the dragon's roar
stop your eyes and ears.
All that was fresh and wonderful, still is.
Keep them near, against the cold times

Hold to your dreams, no matter
who or what, do storm against them.
Listen to the song within you
let not fear of the dragon mar the music.
Be as bold in your giving as you can,
hold not your heart to ransom.

Though the path may pitch and roll
Plant your feet with care
be steady in your stance and gaze,
and then, when time be right,
tread a measured and deliberate step
by these things, is the dragon is held at bay.

Know your worth, in sinew, steel, and gold
yet rejoice only in the former.
Understand that love is a borrowed gift,
yet do not hesitate in the borrowing,
for there is no greater gift.
Let it be your strength against the dragon's claws

Learn well what lies within your heart
and you shall surely soar with falcons.
Fear not the horizon, for its
distance is of your own making.
Understand the nature of all things,
thus will you see the nature of the dragon

Hold to these things, they will keep you safe,
and life's bright talisman shall be your guide.
Your heart shall beat to your own truths,
And the only borders shall be your own.
Til' at the sunset, your own tall sons shall bear witness
upon the body of the dragon, you have Slain.