Butterfly
d
a n
cin
g
here and there
landing on me
softly
flying without
a care.
Sw ping
oo
NN
s P I I N g
flitting
flower to flower
l
a
n
d
ing on me
gently
flying without
a care.
Aah, the serenity of a butterfly garden. Butterflies are so unpredictable in flight. I love how you captured that scattered flighty flight path in your words.
ReplyDeleteWelcome to Poetry Friday, Robin! Thanks for sharing this lovely butterfly. (My daughter is an early childhood/elementary ed major and loves kindergarten - one of my favorite ages, too!)
ReplyDeleteLovely, flitting layout of your poem! Just like they do, as you wrote, 'swooping and spinning'.
ReplyDeleteLove this! What a great mentor text this would be to show how to take a word and by letter choice and placement it moves. Very nice!
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