One gray night it happened

[butterflydreaming]

One gray night it happened
a boy outgrew his friend
But new beginnings bite the tails
of even that tale's end

When Jack became a father
as boys, grown up, will do
He named his bright-eyed daughter
little Jackie Paper, too.

When he put his child to bed
the stories that he told
were of adventures out at sea
in search of pirate gold
and treasures such as sealing wax,
or fancy stuff like giant's rings
and how he had a mighty friend
who earned the bows of kings.

Then on he started making up
more stories for her just the same,
And somewhere in a deep dark cave
a dragon heard his name

A dragon's love lives on and on
and waits to roar again someday
so even if you have grown up
dream again, make believe... and play.