Butterflies In My Garden
There are butterflies in my garden;
can you believe it?
Two or three of its kind; big and small.
All very cute and very colorful
Delightful to watch; a sight to behold
When morning dew still hovers
Dragon flies show up as drones;
Their wings whizzing non-stop
Some grown, some tiny, lively
Skeletal look, yet very charming
Even a couple of humming birds
Set foot on my roof garden plants
They squatted in style on the
Betel creeper and jasmin twigs
I was filled with joy and thrill
As so close I had seen them last
Fifty-five years ago; then it was
In a land-garden at home
Being too fussy; it kept hopping
And trotting every few seconds
To touch them impossible indeed
Birdwatching is an art of course
From Ixora varieties to Aloe vera
Pysonia, insulin and money plants
Pomegranate and crotons too
Made gloom and dearth fly untold
From spider Lilly to lemon grass,
From roses to jasmines, thulsi
From hibiscus naturals to hybrid
Indian Alari and roses to Tacoma stars
The fragrance of flowers differed
But the aroma stayed distinct
Ages differed; kinds very many
Sizes differed; attractions scored
God creates them all, all over
But none were on my roof before
Until a garden of substance rose
With plants, shrubs and flowers
Some flowers were for pooja
While others adorned deities
Some common; some rare
Nectars belonged to bees alone
Many flowering; many just leafy
Lemon, mint and curry leaves
Of different shapes, sizes; smell
Spinach both edible and healing
Special plants, weeds and thorns
Some leaves light green medium
Dark, yellowish; some red orange
Some brown and white mixed up
While at my garden of happiness
Sharp sunlight warmed the Bones
And cooled the nerves
It helped one pick Vit D and tan
It refreshed oneself; inspiring
Creative thinking and hope
Calmed the rush of blood and
Helped limit the spike in pulse
Insects small and tiny hovered
Barely visible; yet all cheered up
Sucking nectar off sweet petals
With enough flora and foliage
Honey bees and spiders thrived
Garden lizards darted across
Grass hoppers, crickets worms
Plants spider Lilly to lemon grass
Parakeets and cuckoo were
Visitors from neighborhood
Pigeons, crows flew in daily
The squeak of squirrels all real!
The best thing is yet to come:
The butterflies in my garden like
It’s kind elsewhere, chase away
The butterflies in the stomach!
Copyright © Mothiram Pushpala | Year Posted 2021
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