I Put On

by Sondra Ball

 

I put on a pot of coffee

and look out the open door.

Butterflies flit among the dogwood:

white and pink butterflies

circling white and pink blossoms.

I am surprised.

It is late April.

The air is still chilly.

The sun is just rising.

Yet these white and pink wings

flutter in this pink morning light.

 

 to Autumn Leaves, an online poetry journal
volume 12(8)
April 15, 2008
This poem is copyright © 2008, Sondra Ball, all rights reserved.
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