Jade poem

The day is  a dragon.
The clouded  sun is her dull  yellow eyes
The thunder is her claws scathing the warm air.
Her scales  are the  ripples in the water
Her breath is the lava  sparing when the exploding mountain with melted rocks.
When night jogs in , her eyes become blue and black.
The stars are the smoke  coming  from her nose.





I like this poem because  its about friend ship .