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Skittering
high,
flying
low....
Upon
God's
gentle
breeze
you
float.
May
I
catch
a
ride
with
you?
Through
gentle
flowers
and
morning
dew....
To
see
the
world
through
your
eyes....
Oh,
iridescent
dragonfly!
Take
your
beauty
to
my
friends....
Floating
on
God's
gentle
winds.

©
Denise Lanford
2006
~
Creations
From
The
Heart
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