Sometimes I wish I was a beautiful butterfly

that flits from flower to flower.

They drink longingly of the nourishing nectar

on a warm spring day at any hour.

Their gossamer wings are all beautiful

as they spread them out to fly.

They fill the yard with many colors

as I stand still and watch them pass b/y.

I wish I could reach out and touch them

and feel the softness of their wings.

Just thinking about it makes me happy,

it pulls on all my heartstrings.

Thank you God for making the butterflies

for all of us to enjoy each day.

For anytime that we are sad or depressed

just looking at them will make it all go  away.

Romans 1:20:  For the invisible things of him since the creation of the world are clearly seen, being perceived through the things that are made, (even) his everlasting power and divinity; that they may be without excuse:

Debora Robbins (5/17/20