float to the earth like snow
My footsteps across the petals release
the heavenly aroma of pears
Oh, if snow could be this lovely
I would live in winter forever
Then I remind myself that soon the
cherry blossoms will follow suit
Butterflies kissing flowers, whispering to the daisy.
Thanking them for sweet nectar while savoring their honey.
Fluttering on gossamer wings, they flit from bud to blossom.
Dancing on the petals, they pollinate the flowers.
Wings outstretched they’re carried on the breeze.
All colors of the rainbow, they settle in the fields.
They sip the dew from buttercups and hide amid the sage.
The sun comes up and dries their wings, they begin to flitter.
The pageantry of the butterflies fills the air like glitter.