Butterfly Dance
In his arms I lay,
watching a butterfly at play.
It danced gracefully in the summer breeze,
fluttering through the flowers and trees.
With translucent wings dipped in gold,
it floated closer, quite bold.
I raised my hand for it to light upon,
it barely landed and then was gone.
Fluttering back through the flowers and trees,
dancing in the warm summer breeze.
ALesiach © 05/20/2016
Copyright © Alesia Leach | Year Posted 2016
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