micropoem for the day: butterfly

I don’t see enough of butterflies. When I do see them in my back yard, I am a happy camper. Such lovely creatures the butterflies. It’s easy to understand that some of our ancestors thought of them as faeries. And children too. I think that if you took and wrapped all the goodness in this world, you would get a butterfly. So the other day I got a glimpse of a butterfly making their way from flower to flower and it gave me a great big smile.

butterfly dancing
rose to azalea to rose
a ballerina

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