Wings
Reading edition
There come to the flowers In my garden Butterflies, golden-spotted tawny, Blue-spangled and sulphur; Glistening dragon-flies, zooming bumble bees, Droning honey-bees. Softly whirring comes The vivid humming-bird, Sipping, sipping all day long. At nightfall I hear the flutter of the Luna’s wings, as She caresses the velvet cheek Of the lily.