Gayle Sweeney Poems
|45.||Spring in New England||4/29/2011|
|48.||Snow In the Sun||10/7/2010|
|49.||Singing The Blues||10/31/2010|
|50.||Sea Gull World||10/11/2010|
|52.||Robin Egg Blue||5/8/2011|
|58.||Our Feathered Friends||10/21/2010|
|59.||Our Dog Tippy||10/9/2010|
The Monarch Butterfly
Oceans of mandarin orange played upon the bright, sun painted wings
Of a Monarch in the air who made happy, shimmery blossoms sing!
By and by this graceful butterfly fluttered like a dancer from Spain.
It floated with a soft breeze then stopped atop some petals where it
Soon all at once the lone, lovely Monarch took flight and was on its way
Packed with pure, sunshiny joy during the glistening, summery day.
Dressed in a blazing, astounding cloak and yet still very elusive