Her Grace Amazes Me
Lilies and butterflies,
over pink pansies beauty flies.
Daisies linger in fields upon fields-
Who knew my sweet Monarch
my heart would steal.
She flutters over a purple peony,
and on a lily pad rests gently,
my Monarch has given me,
a reason to feel,
-my soul she did heal.
Floating and dancing and showing sweet romancing-
Soaring and sprinkling and glowing and twinkling.
White roses and butterflies,
I can’t believe my glaring eyes-
My Monarch shows passion in the nectar,
for she’s nothing but a love collector-
As she tenderly does fertilize.
Swift and a winged warrior and a breath of fresh air courier-
Fleeting and speedy as her crimson wings have freed me.
For her beauty has saved me,
and her grace shall always..
-amaze me.
Butterflies of Beauty
Mystic Rose
January 9, 2017
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