Butterfly Dance

The sun shines bright, brilliant glowing white and the last flowers of the day, catch the last of summer rays. Morning glories wake white, purple, pink along the gate and the climbing roses wither and rebloom as the bees and butterflies hover and loom. The end of August is on parade come the varied monarchs in ballroom masquerade; a black swallowtail, inked and transfigured and Milbert's tortoiseshell beautiful and bigger, the red admiral and the Queen Alexandra Birdwing, the Julia and Morning Cloak amidst the birds that sing, the Peacock and southern dogface float in and out the garden graced, another beauty Ulysses and Adonis Blue a silouetted dance with the Duke of Burgundy for you and Montezuma's Cattleheart to entice the beating of your heart; nature's waltz and discotheque in beauty revealed and well dressed.