Inside the butterfly garden
the butterflies are all astir.
Their wings, they are flapping,
flying in a whir.
Yellow, orange and blue ones,
dancing all about.
Careful when you exit.
Do not let them out.
Watch them stop to rest,
dull underside of wing.
Filled with graceful magic
the butterfly garden brings.
Have you ever hatched a butterfly? Have you watched one fly? Have you visited a butterfly garden?
Can you write your own butterfly poem today?
Joy, love this-you have beauty in the lines and in the photos. We love our butterfly garden too. But I also love your hummingbirds at the desert museum-special!
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