"Fluttering, Fluttering" by Deb Foister 2008
by Deb Foister
(Brandon, FL., USA)
This is the same kind, but from today.
Sunkissed Wings, a golden hue
Fluttering, fluttering past my view
I tread a bit on soft, covered ground,
as she floats above me.
I wonder, I wonder, if I were airbound
how my windy travels would be?
Coming to rest she sits there in peace
on the tiny pedals of my flowers.
For she visits with me often,
as I go about my work.
We share the same world for hours.
I know her days are shorter than mine,
so I value her beauty all the more.
For that short little life she portrays so well
makes me gaze in awe, and adore.
Written in memory of my Sister Linda.
After she passed away, I was working in my flower bed about a week or so later. There was a beautiful butterfly Fluttering at the tops of the grass near where I was kneeling. I asked the Butterfly what it was doing hovering over the grass for so long?
It flew up and landed on a flower. It stayed there for quite a while as I worked... Long enough for me to become emotional and come up with this poem.
My sister wrote poems often. Before this, I hadn't written a poem in many years.
Thanks for the opportunity to share this and for reminding me of this special day in 2008.