Staring at the stained glass dragonfly,
I recall the time one became
caught in the garage light
As it bounced around wildly
I screamed to try to coach it back out
to no avail
Praying it would live until I got help
I found my neighbor home
Rushing to the rescue with ladder
he removed the cover to the light
We both cheered as it
returned to its universe
As if its life was my own.
I love this poem, the act, and this photo - all beautiful and wondrous.
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