I stopped my car just yesterday
On a whim of natures play
I walked up to a railed fence
With an eye...so content
The traffic whizzed...I never budged
My eyes were glued to the loop and dodge
The orange and black of dizzy wings
The smell of flowers...hints of spring
The breeze of February...promised warmth
This woman who would do no harm
She rested here upon my finger
I edged her closer...still she lingered
The magic of a friend in flight
The soul to spirit...what a sight
We called upon this silent vow
To trade a smile for a fuzzy bow
Just me and she...this one of magic
Her flight of fancy dodging traffic
My wish to travel where she goes
Her wings so still upon this rose
I gave her time to rest from flight
She gave me friendship...eyes so bright
How many ME's does she see or feel...
Is she with comfort...is this all real
The colors vibrant, her need to dance
The miracle spoken with silent chance
We stayed glued for half an hour
A raindrop came and then a shower
I placed her under the rail fence
I left her there and off I went
This time was special for she and I
My wishes are hers when she flies
I'll always recall this wonderment
This Monarch afternoon I spent
When nature trusted me again
With a butterfly and a new friend
Beautiful write Susan. Funny how when we stop and take a breath the connection is always there...had a moment like that with a dragonfly the other day...The smallest things do give cause to our place in life I guess.
A book of nature inspired poems and essays, written from the heart and soul of a life-long nature, animal, and wilderness lover, and dedicated to today’s children - Earth's only hope for a better tomorrow.
This book won 'The Poetry Category'
A book of nature inspired poems and essays, written from the heart and soul of a life-long nature, animal, and wilderness lover, and dedicated to today’s children - Earth's only hope for a better tomorrow.
This book won 'The Poetry Category'
Explore the mystery of how nature makes unexpected gifts of creative wonders to an unsuspecting caregiver one late night and early morning in southeastern Georgia, USA.
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(((HUGS))) and much love, your friend in Tx., Karen Lynn. :D
I digress: not ALL the monarchs are in Georgia--saw one today here in Texas; flew above my head! Karla missed it! :)
Thank you for dedicating this beautiful Monarch poem to me; I am honored. Now I know where they are! With you!! LOL :) Well done.
(((HUGS))) and love, Karla.
ET
They are beautiful, aren't they......
Walt