As I sit in my chair and look out the window

I see some dainty and graceful butterflies

Fluttering about, but always in pairs

Two beautiful creatures, I see with my eyes.

These beautiful creatures are pure yellow

Their species, I know not their name

At times, I've watched them from the porch

They flutter near you, just like they're tame.

They visit the blooms of the orange trumpet vine

And visit each little lily of yellow and red

Two butterfly bushes they investigate

I get a close look, when they fly by my head.

A butterfly bush in our front yard

By the bell post, the butterflies come

Fluttering and lunching from the orange blooms there

When they're in sight, you can't be glu

There are some birds that samples these blooms

My "hummers" dart to and fro: in and out

Butterflies and Hummingbirds!

They've had another admirer! Miss Calico.

Calico use to lie on her "throng"

Butterflies and Hummers she would watch

These two species were good entertainers

But never would she ever try to make a catch.

My Dear Little Yellow Butterflies

So graceful you flutter; hither and yon

But then when summer and fall have passed

My Little Yellow Butterflies have all gone.

Vina Carathers

July 27, 2000