Hopefully you can work with these three very different themes I wrote for you.
My Butterfly
Talk to me butterfly
I get not even a sigh
You flutter and flit
finally land and sit
I watch the dance
I am in a trance.
I talk to you
and what do you do?
You keep prancing
from one flower to the next
The Marine
I kissed her with a sorrowful goodbye
quickly so she didn't see me cry
On one hand I am very proud
as I watch the plane fly beyond the cloud
My mother is a soldier
No one is more brave or bolder
than my mom the Marine
And I am glad I am of her gene
But I miss her when she's overseas
And every night I am on my knees
Praying for her safe return
Military life for a kid is much too stern.
My Garden
The roses are perfect
in splendid hue
The hydrangea
is beautiful in baby blue
The poppies burst
with scarlet red
Petunias scent
the garden bed
The lilac bush scents the rest
And when in my garden I feel my very best
