Pollen powdered

Silver sparkled, translucent wings

Fluttered atop the flowers

Up and about the tree tops

Swayed by the mellow breeze

I spotted a dragonfly

Resting there in peace

Bent my hand to touch its glitter

So fragile were they, so very frail

That pollen powdered beauty..

Frail

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