by godsprincessOwego, New York, USA
Oct 2018 791 Views 21 comments
The Last Butterfly
Walking in the park these mid-October days
Hoping to see any yellow butterfly strays
Knowing the time is growing short to see
The little yellow messengers sent to me
The breezy dark cold fall days are here
And my time with them is ending I fear
One came to me yesterday and one today
But soon they will no longer be able to stay
Very cold frosty nights are predicted ahead
Fly dear little angels up to your Heavenly bed
Gathering messages from loved ones to bring
When you return to play and visit in the Spring
Hoping to see any yellow butterfly strays
Knowing the time is growing short to see
The little yellow messengers sent to me
The breezy dark cold fall days are here
And my time with them is ending I fear
One came to me yesterday and one today
But soon they will no longer be able to stay
Very cold frosty nights are predicted ahead
Fly dear little angels up to your Heavenly bed
Gathering messages from loved ones to bring
When you return to play and visit in the Spring
~ ~ ~ ~ ~
Posted: Oct 2018
About this poem:
This poem was published in the October 2019 Newark Valley Moonlighter. Walking in the park dreading the last day of seeing my butterflies.Poems entered on these pages are copyrighted by the authors who entered them. They cannot be reproduced without the author's written consent. © Copyright 2001-2022. All rights reserved.
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Comments (21)
Kathy
Kathy
Tried to comment the last time
But sometimes having connection
Problem with CS
It's better now...
Your poem is as good as gold
Thank you for sharing
Kathy
Kathy
Kathy
Yes ~ it is officially too cold in Upstate N.Y. for those beautiful delicate butterflies to grace us with their presence. But perhaps God (with His sometimes great sense of humor) ~ has given us a 'winter substitute'.
Though they are not beautiful ~ though they are not graceful ~ though we don't think of them as heavenly messengers ~ ~ those frisky grey squirrels do put on quite the comical show while trying to gain access to that forbidden bird feeder. Their persistent antics can surly bring a smile to my face on one of these long, cold winter days ~ as I sit by my big picture window ~ gazing out ~ awaiting the return of those beautiful butterflies.
God is good !
Mady
We can visualize the butterflies alighting
upon your finger for the last time before winter ~
How do you do the beautiful picture images
They are unique to your poetry ~
Gives it that extra plus
JimEee
Kathy
Kathy
Kathy
Kathy:
Kathy
They are such beautiful creatures.
Regards Mick.
Butterflies are sensational decoration on this planet.
So tender, ephemeral and fragile.
Gorgeously vivid with distinctive colours, sizes, shapes, precious fluttering forms.
Nice regards!