Poem -

Flutter By

Flutter By

Did you ever stop, to watch a butterfly
Gently spread its wings and flutter by
Wondrous colours, as they fly with ease
Darting all about in the gentle breeze

Up into the trees, then into the grass they dive
Watching them makes us feel glad to be alive
Tis normally on a sunny day in spring
As they flutter around, birds do sing

Could lie in the grass, watch for many an hour
As the bees take the pollen from flower to flower
A ray of sunshine on my face would beam
As you dangle your feet in the cool clear stream

I`d look at your hair and your waist so slim
Give you a quick kiss, then go for a swim
Kicking off your clothes, you'd jump in with me
We would jump around, laughing so childishly

Hand in hand dripping, we get out at long last
Passionately kiss, then make love on the grass
After, lay on our backs and stare at the sky
Day will soon end, can only wonder why

Hour or two later we'll wake under the trees
Give thanks to the Lord for the birds and bees
Sun will soon set and darkness is nigh
Watch one last butterfly gently flutter by

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