Planting Butterflies Poem by googi sweety

I followed a butterfly, once,
I followed her swirling in my concrete home.
Followed her out into the meadows....
and traipsing along her saw the welcoming party of trees, coming up to greet me,
then,
drawing back to unveil the path into the green expanse of her home!
I shook hands with the trailers, woven together in miraculous splendours
I touched the clusters of refreshing redolence hanging overhead..........
cheered Encore for the melodies, when stars appeared in the sky.
Cherished the warmth of peace seamlessly wrapped around me,
But
all along, kept longing for means to bring home the secluded solitude.........
kept planning of getting lost in the vine shrouded vastness for ever......
somtimes I wonder.....
what if i could plant all my wishes..........
what if i could plant my own butterflies...........? ? ? ? ?