Marsh Butterflies

I love to meander in a forest green to discover nature and things growing wild I love ferns all filigree and silent ponds and moss hanging from trees the hush of a marsh and birds and songs that exist there in the deep shadows and the mellow tranquil hues I love to linger and just listen to the voices of the forest talking to me one day a gang of blue butterflies came fluttering to where I lay contemplating life they swirled and floated and came to me to look I put out my hand and one perfect butterfly hovered then sat upon my hand I did not want to breathe for I knew this was special it was only a moment but touched me deeply and I will never forget the magic of blue butterflies in a marsh mellow ________________________ July 8, 2020 Poetry/Free Verse/Marsh Butterflies Copyright Protected, ID 20-1266-974-03 All Rights Reserved, 2020, Constance La France Written for the contest, butter flies and marshes mellow sponsor, Kai Michael Neumann Ninth Place