The Girl
with Beautiful Wings


for Camryn’s Birthday

The butterfly that loves the flow’rs,

Though seemingly a dullish beast,

Admires untiringly for hours

The luscious fragrance of its feast.



Nor does your grandpa tire to tell,

For all who’ll listen o’er the miles,

How many ways that you excel

And how endearing are your smiles.



February 12, 2011