Dragons

They numbered in the hundreds,
In ages long ago,
But one by one we killed them,
Our fire breathing foes.

They still exist I've seen them,
Hiding in the trees,
With skin in many colours,
But most of them are green.

You should not go looking,
For Draco in the woods,
Lest you end up eaten,
And disappeared for good.

One day they will waken,
Remember how to fly,
They'll burn the place to cinders,
And then take back the sky.