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Dragonfly - 1. Chapter 1

There once was a dragonfly, blue, red and gold.
Every day she flew, from pond to pond,
exactly as she was told.

One spring morning that little dragonfly,
flew high into the sky.
She saw the mountains in the west,
“Oh mother, why can’t I?”

“My dear child, this is something you must never try!
Because you see,
to fly so far,
surely you would die!”

And before the next sunrise,
she flew all day and flew all night.

As the little dragonfly, gold, blue and red,
Settled atop a lush green pine,
Glad she wasn’t dead.

Looking out over the valley that she’d just flown,
What did she see, far past her little home?
“The ocean,” she shouted out with glee.

The tired little dragonfly, red, gold and blue,
spread out her glistening wings,
and away she flew.

She flew fast across the valley,
in continuous motion.
“This little dragonfly won’t stop,
until I reach the ocean!”

As the little dragonfly landed beside the water,
she took a moment to stop and think about her mother.

She took her little sparkly wings,
and in the sand she dug.
“Now if I shall die before tomorrow,
I will die a happy bug!”

This is a poem that I wrote for my grandmother serveral years ago. She was a wonderful woman just like the little dragonfly, spunky and full of life. I miss her very much, finding this today brough back good memories. Thanks for reading.
KC Grim
Copyright © 2011 K.C.; All Rights Reserved.
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On 12/09/2011 02:29 PM, Daddydavek said:
It's always kind of nice to come across something that really reminds you of a loved one that has passed. In this case it was special that you shared it and that it truly did capture her spunk and spirit of adventure.
Even light and quirky, this is one of the most special poems that I've written. I was still in college and had no money to buy her a birthday gift, so I wrote this for her. :D Thanks for reading.
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