Alexa Marie Lindquist

"To A Butterfly"

I've watched you now a full half-hour;

Self-poised upon that yellow flower

And, little Butterfly! indeed

I know not if you sleep or feed.

How motionless!--not frozen seas

More motionless! and then

What joy awaits you, when the breeze

Hath found you out among the trees,

And calls you forth again!

This plot of orchard-ground is ours;

My trees they are, my Sister's flowers;

Here rest your wings when they are weary;

Here lodge as in a sanctuary

Come often to us, fear no wrong;

Sit near us on the bough

We'll talk of sunshine and of song,

And summer days, when we were young;

Sweet childish days, that were as long

As twenty days are now.

Stay near me--do not take thy flight!

A little longer stay in sight!

Float near me; do not yet depart

A solemn image to my heart.

By: William Wordsworth

In memory of Alexa, please consider donating to the Naples Humane Society or your local animal rescue.

Memorial services will be held at a later date.