Amber Poem by John F. McCullagh

A Prehistoric Dragon Fly

Encased in amber, on display

Caught my eye as I passed it by

in the museum yesterday.





Encased in amber, as if time

itself was stopped and held at bay.

You will never know decay

Or another summer's day.



You in amber, me in time

Both are trapped and on display.

You in resin are enshrined,

while I am seen encased in rhyme.