Sweet Mother Nature

I started out chasing an always beautiful Butterfly At a very tender age, maybe five...... With curiosity ,my little legs moved along with it As it flew farther and made short stops on what attracted it's eye .. I wondered what was going on in my young mind,about, this awesome Butterfly..... Away I was from home, lost I was to my family ... I followed head-on with smile beaming on my face, for the attraction is lovely Guarded I was with love, love of nature It winged up and took another almost slow but fast stop on a lily Beautiful fragrance of the flower bloomed the more with a feeling... Home-feel' I'm sure I must have felt in that quest of curiosity. The Butterfly must have flew far But I stayed close Near the sight but far from sight I was, for I was been searched for.. By my family and of course, foe ...... For I was going after a dream, beauty as it all seem... I was never lost, for what made me leave home was known... Memories my step-mom basked in, love in her tone, smiling about how I made them all scared... Knowing I had followed a Butterfly Seeing me cheering at it made everyone sigh .... A memory In my unconscious mind.... Nature in the eye of a Butterfly.... 28/7/2017