The soft flutter of a butterfly's wings,
The bubbling brook as it flows to the sea,
The light sprinkling of dew on a blade of grass,
The lovely pattern it makes on a spider's web,
The petals of a rose greeting the day,
The last crimson leaf dropped by a gust of wind,
Evergreen trees sprinkled with snow,
The warm light of a bonfire's glow,
The sun has set, but the sky's still golden,
An old couple as they walk, still hand in hand.
Mar 9, 2011
Mar 9, 2011 at 7:17 PM UTC
The soft flutter of a butterfly's wings,
The bubbling brook as it flows to the sea,
The light sprinkling of dew on a blade of grass,
The lovely pattern it makes on a spider's web,
The petals of a rose greeting the day,
The last crimson leaf dropped by a gust of wind,
Evergreen trees sprinkled with snow,
The warm light of a bonfire's glow,
The sun has set, but the sky's still golden,
An old couple as they walk, still hand in hand.