AN: poem from Jorah's POV, feel free to leave a review
She arose from the flames
Something had changed
She looks up to the sky
Her head held high
She is the Mother of Dragons
Raise your flagons!
Her dragon is pure as moonlight
Such a beautiful sight
She hovers there
I can't help but stare
Powerful wings beat
I get on my feet
I kneel
To her I'll yield
She is the rightful leader
And I shall shield her