Day 28

The Messenger
Two days in a row
I sat in the sun
the sun
would soon be ice
a dragonfly circled
landed on my shoulder
I knew
she carried
letters
books
epics
she needed to give me
but I forgot her language
the first day she was crimson
the second day, emerald
she couldn’t disguise herself
I could recognize her anywhere
the third day she circled
landed on my shoulder
I was startled on day three
she left
and still hasn’t returned
JLE