Flutterby Butterfly

One Summer day now long gone by,
I sat beneath a clear blue sky
And had the fortune there to spy
A lovely glass wing butterfly.

And as I watched her flutter by
I thought within myself, thought I
Oh, what a lucky child am I
To sit beneath an azure sky....and spy
A Glass Wing butterfly
And watch her flutter, flutter by. 

Wendell Welling
2014