The Year Of The Dragonflies

The Year Of The Dragonflies

by Bud Lemire on Aug 9, 2004

It's the year of the Dragonflies

They pass in front of my eyes

Right down the sidewalk, they're following me

There's more lately, than I ever did see

They seemed to be waiting for me, as I rode my bike

As I arrive at where they were, they take off in flight

They would then dance, dance in the air

As if to let me know, of their presence there

I found it amazing, as I rode along

I counted many, as I sang my song

All along the sidewalk, they awaited me

They would then take off, for me to see

It seemed they may have, had something to say

And it was in only the Dragonfly way

I wondered if they were in touch with each other

Communicating about me coming, with one another

I'm sure it must be, the year of the Dragonfly

Dancing in the air, before my very eyes