DRAGONFLY

So broad your wings by which you fly;
Where did you get them, dragonfly?
If they were mine, what sights I'd see,
With wings so light I'd fly with thee.

O'er the fields of new sown daisies,
I'd float along like a summer's breeze,
And when it be I close my wings,
Let it be among the nature's dressings.

Take me with you, dragonfly,
Upon your wings and bid goodbye
To this cruel life for just awhile;
Let me fly with you just one mile.