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The Mighty Dragon



A six-year-old in awe
tightly holding onto her Daddy
while the iron beast bellowed
smoke and steam hissed and spewed.

Heart racing, excitement high
the platform a flurry of chaos
eyes wide, absorbing and watching
the stoker shovels coal, fire flares.

Out of a child’s imagination
comes dragons breathing fire
the pages of a book, comes alive
while the iron maiden whistles.

The little girl waiting to ride
such a mighty steam engine
its horn blows, a lonesome sound
slowly it chugs, like a beast awakening.

By C.E. Pereira



I'm a Eurasian of Portuguese, English, Scottish and Malay heritage. And my extended family are of Chinese and Indian heritage. In recent years, the younger generation have added on to include spouses from the Philippines, Nigeria and Russia. My world is made up of different colours like the rainbow. And like the rainbow I am unique. Reading is my form of relaxation, to escape from the drudgery of daily life and enter into a world of the imagination. It is the love of reading that has led me to try my hand in writing short stories and poems. I hope that in some way my stories and poems will take you for a little while away from the drudgery of the present into the pages of imagination. To new friends found, I bid you, Welcome. Sincerely, C.E. Pereira

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