Red Butterfly

Watch, see, with glee
flitting fast past a tree
Children chase, hear their cry
'Flutter by,
butterfly'

Red as sunset on the beach,
somehow always out of reach
Velvet wings whisper, wry
'Flutter by,
butterfly'

Blood heart, ruby gem
Floats in a secluded glen
So still lands, no leaf awry
'Flutter by,
butterfly'

Flame-wings on bough so green
as in close, they do lean

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poem by Kathleen Grigsby
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