My Friend the Butterfly Counter
Butterfly counter, paid by the hours
Walks miles, studying beautiful flowers.
Captures blues, silvers, yellows, monarchs too
They arrive in splendiferous colors and hues
Okay I don’t get paid in money, she says.
Something fun to do, for my Aunt Inez.
Inez has been gone for fifteen years now, you see.
Photographing butterflies is her gift to me.
Copyright © Caren Krutsinger | Year Posted 2020
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