It was a lazy summer day

When a dragonfly flew my way

He was a large pretty blue sight

I liked to watch him in his flight

With my camera I would try

To capture a flower near by

But he knew a game to play

He would fly in and then away 

He would fly near my face

And hover there in place

My camera tried to follow his flight

But he would zoom away with delight

He plays his game nearly everyday

But I still  love him anyway.