Any day is likely to be lovely


Butterflies all flit from flower to flower,
Watermelon juice is on my chin,
The light drips from the leaves in golden shower
And splashes off the rooftop made of tin.

Cool rain makes puddle mirrors out of sidewalks
And bends the bushes into funny shapes,
The squirrels with tail umbrellas exchange talks
On forage policy, narrow escapes.

Any day is likely to be lovely
If you like to learn to love just any day.

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2 Comments (+add yours?)

  1. thebardonthehill
    Aug 14, 2013 @ 23:16:12

    Lovely poem, making my day lovely! The first line that really grabbed me was the third one, but more and more followed. And, it expresses my sentiment of life as well. 🙂

    Reply

    • wordcoaster
      Aug 15, 2013 @ 12:05:02

      Wonderful! This poem came out of a conversation I had over a summer picnic–one guy said, “Every time I eat watermelon I’m sure there’s a God.” Another friend said, “I feel the same way when I see butterflies.” And I thought about times when I was amazed and awed by God’s creation, even in seeming little, inconsequential things. I think I’d like to add another stanza or two in before the last refrain at some point; I’ll add that to my to-do list. 🙂

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