Against the Sky
Against the azure sky so bright
she flutters by,
with grace on high
in ever random flowing flight.
This lovely butterfly behold
in orange and black,
no beauty lack;
‘tis nature’s gift to man all told.
She flits through garden flowers hued,
from coral bells
to daisy shells,
to sip sweet nectar, natures food.
I gaze at beauty from afar;
she flutters free,
cannot she see
the one who thinks she is a star.
I’ve watched her all these many years,
and seen her bloom
from her cocoon;
a father proud who stands and cheers
as daughter spreads her wings in flight.
With grace on high,
she flutters by
against the azure sky so bright.
September 3, 2018
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