Blue Fluttering Gems
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As I stood in my flower garden,
a gang of blue butterflies came drifting;
they kissed a tall purple corn flower,
then, stopped to caress my painted daisies.
Fluttering and twirling in a waltzing dance,
between my yarrow, sage and yellow thing growing;
they stopped for a quick sip of fountain water,
then, the assemblage of blue gems floated away.
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March 27, 2019
Copyright © Constance La France | Year Posted 2019
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