The Yellow Butterfly <br /> <br />The butterfly rested on the ground <br />Near the spot of water it had found <br />A place where a refreshing bit <br />Of moisture would surely be <br />Necessary for this flight of fantasy <br />A flight over many miles <br />Of deserts, mountains, and steamy tracks <br />To be passed beneath it on its way <br />For a date with others in Nature's sway. <br /> <br />With a flutter of the wings <br />A pumping action begins <br />That moves the refreshing dip <br />To recharge the butterfly for the trip. <br />Then once again the process begins <br />With a drum roll of spreading wings <br />The coiled proboscis carefully put in place <br />And six legs touching earth in a final embrace, <br />Waiting for a gentle breeze <br />To lift him above the trees <br />And off to places yet unknown <br />The yellow butterfly goes alone.<br /><br />Sidi J. Mahtrow<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/ode-to-a-yellow-butterfly/
