Winging It: A Poem About Butterflies & Stopping to Smell the Roses by Marge Jesberger

3 years ago

Winging It: A Poem About Butterflies & Stopping to Smell the Roses

Winging It

While walking in the park one day,
Hiking on my usual pathway,
I was taken by surprise
By some velvety butterflies.
They were flitting all around,
Some even touched the ground.
They had multicolored wings,
black spots and red rings,
shades of orange and yellow,
a purple one sat on my elbow.
They landed on a bush or two,
Then left without much adieu.
I think that I shall never see
A prettier sight
Than their flight
Floating away, wild and free.

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Tiffany Zook
Reminds me of the monarchs That fly through Del Rio as they migrate to Mexico for winter.
How sweet! 🦋🦋
Elisa Schmitz
I love butterflies so much, and I love your poem, Marge Jesberger . Thank you for sharing it with us! We need more happy thoughts right now, more than ever.
Mike Prochaska
Wow did you write this yourself! It awesomeness
Marge Jesberger
Yes I did and thank you very much

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