I will take butterflies and flowers
Over mansions and high towers
Open fields where wildflowers grow
A tiny little garden I can hoe
The sounds of the songbirds
Tree frogs croaking heard
Blue skies that appear endless
The Honeysuckle smell tickles my senses
The noises around me only sedate
Unlike man’s on my nerves, grate
Find your corner of security
The one that’s free and healthy
I enjoy my afternoon butterfly high
I wait with my camera for them
to
fly
By
