They Are Odonata
I sat around watching and listening to dragonflies
All day to see if they would say a word not one
Did flow
Even though there were many in a row.
They keep
One's secrets very deep.
I was tired of being hurt
By people who blurt
Out things to see me weep
Or loose sleep.
They don't care
What they share
Or the havoc they reap.
To them life is cheap.
The dragonflies lended me an ear
So never again do I have to fear.
Not one peep
Will ever leap from these odonata creatures
That give people the creeps.
Copyright © Bette Bavington | Year Posted 2019
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