Dancing Dragonflies - Poem by Angela Wybrow
The first time I saw some dragonflies,
I could not quite believe my eyes.
They darted around by the willow trees,
With such sheer agility and amazing ease.
I had thought it an illusion, but it is true:
Their bodies really do shine electric blue.
Across the water, the dragonflies danced;
I watched their antics, feeling entranced.
Through the air, the dragonflies zoomed:
Like little lights, in the shadowy gloom.
Dancing about where the light was dimmer,
Their bright blue bodies shone and shimmered.
They gave the most skilful flying display,
And I couldn't quite drag my eyes away.
They really were such an awesome sight;
I couldn't help but give a gasp of delight.
One landed nearby, upon the railing
Of the boat, on which I was sailing.
My camera, from my lap, I slowly raised,
But, sensing my movement, it flew away.
A most charming sight these creatures made,
And I really wish that I could have stayed.
From beneath the willows, the boat pulled away,
But I will always remember that summer's day.
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