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There needs to be an extra chair now at the table, another place setting, extra fork. The bath requires extra towels. Reading choices necessitate an added pause. There are lively conversations from the bedroom, laughter, whispered dialogue, deep monologues. A seat to save in rides, a window-or-middle deliberation. Opinions of a first-line advisor, a determined intermediate, a confidante.
Granted, he is secretive, selective, and exclusive. It doesn’t mean he isn’t a good friend.
Accepting him is fact, not question. Get used to it. He’s there. He may not show up to explain, but he will not be ignored or shunned. Be nice. He has deep feelings. He has needs. A keen mind.
Should not matter that he is a dragon-human made of magic. Invisible to all but a certain little one.
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Beautiful, reminds me of the song, Puff the Magic Dragon sung by Peter, Paul and Mary. Dragons live forever but not so little boys. A wonderful post.
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🙂 I love that song! And yes, little boys grow all too fast … Their imaginary friends grow away, too … though I like to think of it as them just packing up to move in with another little one.
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I like that thought!
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