When Baby Turns Butterflies To Leaves

Once upon a branch

When Baby Turns Butterflies To Leaves

When baby sleeps in tranquil cuddles born to dance

Butterflies arrive in swirling morning color orange

On the branch standing only barren soft

Flowers wait in anticipation full of savory nectar

Bumbles know their way about their scent and flavor

Trees hang with spidery branches turned to empty brown

On their way to Winter before the snow sets in

The child thinks of winged insect beauty

Suspended in perpetual animation on each tree

Dreaming of butterflies like love upon a thought

Upon each branch as fluttering like leaves about

Reviews

[Einstein Noodle]

a favorite for sure Earl ... that softness conveys so well ... i feel the warm baby breath .. smell it .. see the soft glow in the little face .. babies are the best aren't they?! well done sir! great smooth read .. reads itself pretty much .. strong yet free form ..nice job says i!
E.

[Earl Schumacker]

Happy New Year E. Thanks! It seems just like yesterday or yester-year that I wrote it. Sometimes simplicity is best. Have a happy holiday and great new year. Earl