In the early morning light,
Sipping coffee, feeling bright,
Watching as the colors gleam,
In the garden, like a dream.
Out the window, I spy,
A creature soaring high,
Silently on its way,
To its favorite place to stay.
Visiting each flower fair,
Spreading joy and love in the air,
Ensuring all is well and right,
In this garden of delight.
Adventure calls, excitement near,
In this moment, nothing to fear,
For in this garden, beauty thrives,
As the butterfly gracefully flies.
©junebug196
J