The little, pale green butterflies, <br />of morning, bid us goodbye. <br />Pulsating fireflies brighten the <br />darkened areas like twinkling <br />stars on high. To dip below the horizon <br />the waning sun doth try. <br />A painter's creation of orange <br />and purples fill the sky. In the still of the evening, <br />the gentle breezes blow. <br />The calliope's tune relaxes <br />with a song we all know. The whiff of our neighbor's <br />magnolia, fill the cool air. <br />The memory will last forever, <br />none other can compare.<br /><br />J.P. Kennedy<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/peaceful-reflections-along-the-mississippi/
