Challenging Poetry

Nature Walk

Twins.

One walking, one
just big enough for her first
booster seat on wheels with a
long handle I can steer
when her arms
tire.

Running, wheeling
back and forth.

So many treasures--
a milky white stone,
a long black feather,
a caterpillar cupped carefully
and passed from hand to hand.

Wide eyes as I tell them
it will grow wings someday.

A butterfly in oranges in blacks
settles on a wheel as though to
demonstrate.

Laughter.

Prompt ▼

The wow factor!