Fredrick Meijer Gardens, March 12th

The mist sprayed above my head

I watched raindrops form on leaves ahead

A crowded room all here to see one thing

That only comes around every spring


A sweet aroma of the healthiest flowers all in a room I could stand in for hours

Cocoons of all sorts scattered all throughout, they’d be hatching anytime now without a doubt


Bright blues and big wings

Red, orange, and yellow little things


A colorful array of flowers and leaves

Intertwined above my head and beneath my feet

Butterflies swarmed all around the room

Dancing to and fro on the flowers abloom

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