Written for:  Carpe Diem #1091, Sonata in E, Op. 1/3 by Cecelia Maria Barthelemon

fragile beauty
caresses the young flowers
a blue butterfly

© Chèvrefeuille (our host)

Here is my attempt:

they dance to spring
whirling and weaving through trees
in a hidden garden

About purplepeninportland

I am a freelance poet, born and bred in Brooklyn, New York. I live with my husband, John, and two charming rescue dogs–Marion Miller and Murphy. We spent eight lovely years in Portland, OR, but are now back in New York. My goal is to create and share poetry with others who write, or simply enjoy reading poetry. I hope to touch a nerve in you, and feel your sparks as well.
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