God knew what He was
doing when he made
dragonflies. Tiny
sanctuaries of
hope, messengers of
Grace, answered prayers for
those in need of a
look through stained-glass wings.
Unfortunately, my mini-Schnauzer keeps hunting dragonflies and moths in our yard. I'm trying to break her of it. One day she had a dragonfly the size of my palm in her jaws. This is a great poem. Hugs,
Sheila
What a beautiful description 'stained glass wings', that is just what they are like! With your poem in mind I will look differently at the humble dragonfly next time I see one.
Dragonflies? Dining needles, we can all use a little spirituality and God knew what he was doing as that is how he sends us messages of hope and deliverence...
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Sheila
Bless you Karla
David
Be always safe,
Karen
They are such unique creatures, and never sting.
Blessings,
Christine
Newfie Hugs, Rose
peace, Carole~
(((HUGS))) and much love, your twin, Karen Lynn. :D
Cheers,
Dan