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