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
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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
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