On gossamer wings
of irridescent light
the dragonfly dances tonight
with a dream and a daring
of hope to be sharing,
he flies boldly into our sight.
Dragonfly, dragonfly,
don't fly away home,
on wings shining and pure,
we would travel and roam,
exploring tomorrow
beneath a bright sky,
o may we borrow your wings,
o bright dragonfly?