Mary's Poem - Continued Poem by Herbert Nehrlich

Then I went home to sit and rest
down on my rocking chair,
the sun was setting in the West
and as I combed my hair
I looked out through the window screen
and saw to my surprise
two creatures that are seldom seen
at home....... two butterflies.

They danced and sang and smiled at me
until the darkness came
out on my porch they acted free
and played their lovely game.
And in the morning when I rose
the two were sleeping there
It is not known, but I suppose
they liked my rocking chair.