[NicknamedBob]

Butterflight:

Soar on the wings of eagles? Or dragonflies? No, not.
The luna moth of Doctor's fame must never be forgot.
I'd choose a butterfly for me, to dance about the day,
My mini-bucking bronco, fluttering each and every way.

It would be fascinating, to hiccup as we glide,
And dusting flakes of rainbow onto people as we ride.
The butterfly, a gentle soul, seeking sweetest nectar,
Daintly dipping in to sip, I think we all respect her.

And children would be looking up, and laughing as we go,
And grown-ups too, would shyly smile, enjoying us also.
I'd carry along wind chimes, like sleigh bells for the sun,
The tinkling music fills the air behind us when we're done.

What else could I take along? Some perfumes for the nose?
I'd spread them out, as we flutter about, and fill the air with Rose.
And Lilac, other sweetness, to sprinkle as we fly,
'Til dogs would all be sneezing, and smile as we go by.

And if your spirits lifted from the turbulence of my wake,
I hope you understand it was exactly for that's sake.
One day perhaps we all can laugh, and love, and sigh,
In spirit-lifting loveliness, 'til all of time goes by.

[Soaring Feather]

Welcome to The Lair BOB.
Butterflight:
What a beautiful poem you have posted for us, thank you.

[snippy_about_it]

'Til dogs would all be sneezing, and smile as we go by.

I like that line, it's so cute. Good poem. Thanks and welcome to The Dragon Flies' Lair.