AFTERNOON IN A GARDEN

AFTERNOON IN A GARDEN

I sat outside this afternoon

Oblivious of the hands of time

I watched a butterfly 

Such special joy was mine.

Her wings were soft and gentle

Her heart in tune with life,

She flitted here and flitted there

Unaware of human strife.

She had know the struggle

To come from chrysalis

Cocooned away for many days

And now such joy as this.

She too was unaware of time

We both felt the sun's soft kiss

A wonderful hour spent 

In freedom I would not miss.

I thought of my chrysalis days

When the clock for me didn't chime

I felt the wonder of health restored

And the joys that now are mine.

Like the butterfly I happily move

From beautiful flower to flower

So many precious things are mine

And I count not the day nor hour.

I live in possibility and hope

The warmth of the sun at my back

I am loved and cherished 

And nothing do I lack.

The world is my garden and I cherish

The hours that I spend in thought

I cherish the love that now is mine

And the special joys it has brought.

© Linda J. Vaughan

16th. April 2012