Winged flower

From her silken cape she emerges

Like a dappled flower with wings

And unfurls her velvet petals

As the blackbird sweetly sings.

 

More graceful than a ballerina

She takes off into the fragrant breeze

Where she serenely drifts for hours

So beatific and carefree.

 

Then spying a meadow daisy

She flutters dreamily down to rest

Curled up by the scented bean

Sunlit petals caress her head.

 

Copyright © 2012 Anne D Morgan

 

 

 

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