Chasing Butterflies

Chasing butterflies

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She chased a pretty butterfly,

the field a minty green

With Salvia and Baby's Breath,

a watercolor scene

As fast as her two feet could run,

she touched its silken wing,

so vivid, a kaleidoscope,

a stained-glass kind of thing

When suddenly the grasses swayed,

she felt herself ascend

Then laughed as every tree below

began to twist and bend

It seemed that something magical

had happened 'fore her eye

She sprouted wings, the silken kind,

she was a butterfly

She fluttered to a hyacinth 

it's nectar sweet and tart

and then she found a brand-new rose,

the perfect place to start

 

Her new wings took her everywhere,

from up to down below

Way over there to over here,

each way the wind did blow

She saw a stream meandering

and ripples from above

They held a special meaning

and were something she did love

Beside her flew a flock of geese,

they formed a perfect vee

Now headed back to someplace warm

in springtime harmony

She flitted near a dragonfly

that hovered very still

Above an emerald lily pad,

it gave her quite a thrill

A blue bird said, "good morning"

as it landed in a tree

A squirrel grabbed an acorn

as it waved so happily

When suddenly a gust of wind,

so fierce it made her fall

She fell and fell until she heard,

 her mother's quiet call

"Come on, wake up, you sleepyhead,

the sun is shining bright".

She rubbed her eyes, now so relieved

her mom, a wondrous sight

She said, "I had the nicest dream,

I floated in the air

Across the field, the garden too,

I've got so much to share"

Its then she sat up rapidly,

a smile on her face

"I think I better hurry 'cause,

theres butterflies to chase"

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Author's Note

Who wants to come chase butterflies?