In a little town by the glistening sea, lived Timmy, a boy as cheerful as can be.

One sunny day, Timmy went to the wood, seeking adventure, and there he stood.

With a snap and a snarl, a dragon appeared, but instead of fear, Timmy only cheered!

“I’m Drake,” the dragon said, with a mischievous grin, “Let’s explore the woods, and let the fun begin!”

They skipped and they hopped down a narrow leafy trail, the trees whispered secrets, and rustled without fail.

With a flap and a flutter, birds joined their game, singing songs of adventure, never twice the same.

They splashed through brooks, and leapt over logs, encountering chipmunks, frogs, and curious dogs.

In a meadow so green, with flowers like paint, they danced and they pranced till they felt quite faint.

As twilight descended with hues pink and gold, Timmy yawned mightily, his energy now old.

Back to the town, Drake flew Timmy high, under the twinkling stars, in the darkening sky.

“Thank you, dear Drake, for the best day of all! Next time, let's search for a magical hall!”

With dreams of new adventures, Timmy slept with ease, dreaming of dragons and magical trees.