When Baby Turns Butterflies To LeavesA Poem by Earl SchumackerOnce upon a branchWhen Baby Turns Butterflies To Leaves
When baby sleeps in tranquil cuddles born to dance Butterflies arrive in swirling morning color orange On the branch standing only barren soft Flowers wait in anticipation full of savory nectar Bumbles know their way about their scent and flavor Trees hang with spidery branches turned to empty brown On their way to Winter before the snow sets in The child thinks of winged insect beauty Suspended in perpetual animation on each tree Dreaming of butterflies like love upon a thought Upon each branch as fluttering like leaves about
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StatsAuthorEarl SchumackerAtlantic City, NJAboutB.A. Degree in Literature and Language. I enjoy writing short stories, poetry, novels and keeping up with new scientific discoveries. I enjoy philosophy and Art appreciation. more..Writing
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