“I know of a meadow, a whimsical snow globe of spring...”
Flying is just regular stuff for a butterfly!
Rain falls from a cloudy gray sky. Bits of sun break through,
The flower stem is bent, leaning from all the dew drops.
The secrets the meadow reveal.
Walking in a meadow. Tall grasses golden brown.
let me know your thoughts!
It's a monster. 'Nuff said!