Deborah Burch Poet Verse

The Butterfly

The Butterfly

A butterfly came sat upon my hand in mid July
I stood so still
I couldn't feel
His wings       they moved about
I wondered why he landed there on me instead of         fly
           To fair flowers
With less hours
He knew       there was no doubt
Yet there he was he came to me and I indulged his lie
And then                                                                   he flew
                             In search of dew
                                                          Who knows
             He flits about...

deborah burch©
6/2006

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Debbie Guzzi May 4, 2013 at 7:54 AM hmmmm L & L

Carol Sunshine Brown March 27, 2012 at 5:33 AM Congratulations on your well deserved win in Brian's contest Deborah. Love, Carol

Debra Squyres March 26, 2012 at 7:21 AM Love this...I had a similar incident...but it never landed...it just danced around then flew away....I'll have to post my poem I wrote about it...not nearly as good as this though !!! Enjoyed and congrats on your win !!

Rhonda Johnson-Saunders March 26, 2012 at 3:14 AM Congrats on your win! I love this creative write. Blessings, Rhonda

Meagan Yet Foy March 26, 2012 at 2:02 AM Well done on your placement in the contest!

Joann Grisetti March 25, 2012 at 3:43 PM Congratulations in the contest win. Great poem.

Anne-Lise Andresen March 20, 2012 at 4:11 AM Beautiful butterfly and flowers poem....fly butterfly...fly in the sky. - Have a lovely day Deb. - oxox love Anne-Lise Deborah Burch March 20, 2012 at 4:20 AM :) LOL...Thank you Anne-Lise...You have a wonderful day as well...Big Hug,love~Deb~