Water Bugs and the Dragonflies

Water Bugs and the Dragonflies. A poem written by Doris Stickney. This poem is all about life and how things change. It is worth reading.


Down below the surface of a quiet pond lives a little colony of water bugs.

They were a happy colony, living far away from the sun. For many months they were very busty, scurrying over the soft mud on the bottom of the pond.

They did notice that every once in a while one of their colony seemed to lose interest in going about with its friends. Clinging to the stem of a pond lily, it gradually moved out of sight and was seen no more. "Look" said one of the water bugs to another. One of our colony is climbing up the lily stalk. Where do you suppose she is going?

Up, up, up it went slowly. Even as they watched, the water bug disappeared from sight. Its friends waited and waited but it didn't return.

"That's funny"! Said one water bug to another..

"Wasn't she happy here? Asked a second water bug.

"Where do you suppose she went?" wondered a third.

No one had an answer. They were greatly puzzled.

Finally one of the water bugs, a leader in the colony, gathered its friends together "I have an idea. The next one of us who climbs up the lily stalk must promise to come back and tell us where he or she went and why."

"We promise to", they said solemnly.

One spring day not long after, the very water bug who had suggested the plan found him self climbing up the lily stalk. Up, up, up he went. Before he knew what was happening, he had broken through the surface of the water, and fallen onto the broad green lily pad above.

When he awoke he looked about with surprise. He couldn't believe what he saw. A starling change had come to his old body. His movement revealed four silver wings and a long tail. Even as he struggled he felt an impulse to move his wings. The warmth of the sun soon dried the moisture from the new body. He moved his wings again and suddenly found himself up above the water. He had become a dragonfly.

Swooping and dipping in great curves he flew through the air. He felt exhilarated in the new atmosphere.

By and by the new dragonfly lighted happily on a lily pad to rest. Then it was by chance he looked below to the bottom of the pond. Why he was right above his old friends the water bugs! There they were, scurrying about, just as he had been doing some time before.

Then the dragonfly remembered the promise: "The next one of us who climbs up the lily stalk will come back and tell where he or she went and why.

Without thinking the dragonfly darted to reach the bottom. Suddenly he hit the surface of the water and bounced away.

Now that he was a dragonfly, he could no longer go into the water.

"I can't return!" he said in dismay. "

At least I tried but I can't keep my promise. Even if I could go back not one of the water bugs would know me in my new body. I guess I will just have to wait until they become dragonflies too.

Then they will understand what happened to me and where I went

The dragonfly winged off happily into its wonderful new world of sun and air.