by Kathleen M. Lyne
Ontario, Canada

Busy weeding garden and lawn,
lest neighbours complain,
I stoop to pluck an offending dandelion.
In the small space between thought and completion
delicate white wings flutter down,
gently fanning soft air, butterfly hovers,
settles, sips flower nectar;
one creature's nuisance another's opportunity
our concentric worlds mutually supportive.

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