I watched the brilliant color
as it flitted through the grass.
It lifted wings of indigo,
and fluttered gently past.
An awe-inspiring insect, he,
and I a mortal fan.
I stood there breathless watching him,
as gracefully he'd land.
I thought of how short weeks ago
I'd found that hairy worm.
A yucky thing, repulsed on sight,
And look now! How he's turned!
The traits that made me shudder then
Have been replaced forthwith.
A gorgeous, lovely butterfly
all from a worm! No myth!
My heart speeds up when I catch sight
of miracles on wings.
For see? God do-eth all things well,
and soon MY HEART could sing.
For tho I have so many faults,
that I weep mournfully.
He is not finished with me yet,
A work in progrees--ME!
Much much better! Still a lovely poem, now with complementary music! one love Corey & co
i love the poem and pix, however the music is very distracting. i think a different song should have been chosen. i wanted to sing along because i like the song. Maybe You should try a classical piece or a soft jazz/new age piece so as not to distract the reader but rather to draw them in. i had to stop reading to reach over and turn the speaker off! one love Corey & co