12 thoughts on “first butterfly (haiku)

    1. filled with life’s promise
      fluttering butterfly rests,
      suckling sweet nectar

      as the morning sun rays stretch
      across the earth’s green mantle

      on a raised patch
      soaking up those golden rays
      a woodchuck rests

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