Butterflies

Butterflies in the forest Gently flying to and fro On an early spring day The sun gently slips through the trees The air is crisp and clear The scent of pine trees fills your lungs like expensive perfume A few white clouds dot the powder blue sky The butterflies are light pastel colors of blue, white and violet As you stand silently and watch they fly close to you Teasing you with a light touch like angels breath before flying away