Poem June 20th 2014

The Friendly Moth
Dancing moth
Tickles while I read
this display
Saying hey
Let's play
Okay
Fluttering around
Laughing out loud
As the moth tickles my face
Flying
Finding another place
to land
on the back of my hand
Sees a brighter light
Flies to my nose
Saying I gotta go
Circles me
Flies away
that was my meeting
with the friendly moth :)
(C) BJG (Blair Gaulton)June 2014