Damselfly. A Poem.

Tiny thread of brightest blue,

Delicate wings found on you.

Darting quick, you seem to play,

Watching you lights up each day.

Upon the grass, there you cling,

Then suddenly, you take wing.

Fly about from where you are,

Having fun, both near and far.

On this sunny summer day,

Enjoy the warmth and you may

Catch a glimpse of beauty too,

As you watch this thread of blue.

Β©2020 Steve McLeod.

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