As I walked through my garden
I saw a butterfly light on a flower.
His wings were pink and purple:
He spoke a small word . . .
It was Follow!
“I cannot follow”
I told him,
“I have to go the opposite way.”
Butterfly (ii)
Hilda Conkling
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Poem topics: butterfly, flower, light, pink, purple, small, garden, follow, Print This Poem , Rhyme Scheme
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