Butterfly Trip
On the currents every fall
The butterfly flys along
Here and there and everywhere
As if to a song
Seeming so effortlessly
He lands on a flower
Searching for nectar does he
But it’s past the flower’s hour
And so in the breeze
He travels every day
Always flying with the wind
To Mexico to stay
There with many others
He stays for a spell
On vacation with one another
With the days warm and well
And when the time is right
He flys home again
In the days a welcomed sight
As the green of spring begins
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Author:
w c (
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Comments3
Some butterflies travel such vast distances.
Yes, G. It's a miracle they find their way back home.
A lovely write and pic w c.
Thanks, O. I'm glad you enjoyed it.
Lovely! And reminds me to be sad that mine are gone for the year!
Hi Lorna. Thanks for your comment. Be comforted that they will come back home again
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