Some gentlemen are floating in the meadow over <br />the yellow grass. <br /> <br /> They seem to hover by those wonderful blue <br />little flowers that grow there by those rocks. <br /> <br /> Perhaps they have floated up from that nearby <br />graveyard? <br /> <br /> They drift a little when the wind blows. <br /> <br /> Butterflies flutter through them . . .<br /><br />Russell Edson<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-gentlemen-in-the-meadow/
