A butterfly dances in my garden. <br />I don’t know its colour. <br />I don’t know its location. <br />I don’t know its name. <br />I know where it came from, <br />and she may look at me again, <br />just a glance and my butterfly <br />takes off once again.<br /><br />David Taylor<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/butterfly-poem-for-angie/
