chasing dragonfly on the prairie <br />brings back so much fun for me <br />there was i tumble; mudded face <br />slide to the shrubs with bruises <br />laughters i heard a faint away <br />grass in my ears; looks funny <br /> <br />i love it when they’re flying high <br />so as women’s dress, they aren’t shy <br />showing their love, makes me sigh <br />and when they’re flying so low <br />a sure sign they’re letting me know <br />a monsoon will come; river flow <br /> <br />and when they settle on branches <br />rubbing their feet, nibbling munches <br />sometimes they do piggyback ride <br />having sex; they don’t like to hide <br />laying eggs on twigs by the pond <br />soon will fall; swim round and round <br /> <br />and when they stop swimming <br />on submerge twig upright clinging <br />metamorphose with silvery wings <br />twilight; a time to test their wings <br />as birds, bats come foraging, a frenzy <br />so much to share; many will be free<br /><br />Manonton Dalan<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/born-to-be-free/
