dragonfly flits and twirls seeking escape from this home interior
how did she ever gain entry?
but
she did...
(dragonfly is automatically a “she”...don’t know why...)
speaking to her in my mind
I communicate I am attempting
to help
no need to fear
and she settles on a table
probably tired from her exertions
her efforts
in this
alien
indoor environment
my older boy says
quick
let’s grab a bowl
and deftly
a team effort
takes place
I place bowl
above
and he scoots a flat plate
beneath the darling
creature
he carries our masterpiece
gently
carefully
over to the front door
asking me to open it
and, I did.
opening the door
I lift the bowl
the dragonfly now available
to the great outdoors
the open air
to grass
trees
flowers
sunlight
and she dances away
a trail of her grace
left behind...
I believe she
heard
me
Annie Kiyonaga Oct. 29, 2020
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