You flit from here to there
Oh, take a look and stay
Here in my garden is all you will ever need
Sweet, tiny acquaintance, MAKE MY DAY!

On the way to the pond, the butterfly bush called my name
It was clear, my name! no mistake, I pondered, I wondered
I stopped in the presence of nature's blazing beauty
"Take a blossom, wear it in your hair as you continue down the road.
Again, the words crystal clear.
I hesitated, my hand moved gently toward a small flower. just a bloom. What radiant color!
With thankful hands, I received the gift and placed it in my hair.
How do I thank the GIVER for such an exquisite gift?
With a merry heart and joyous smile.
And so I did and wore my flower with pride as I skipped on down to the froggie pond.
As I neared the pond, music reached my senses and I was blessed.

Susan Hiatt ~July 2007