Out of the corner of my eye
I thought I saw a butterfly
But it was only last year’s autumn leaf
Cartwheeling by
Out of the corner of my ear
I thought I heard a rain-cloud tear
But it was just a snowflake’s
Somersaulting leer
Out of the corner or my nose
I thought I sniffed a whiff of rose
But it was only my imagination
On its tippy-toes
Out in the corner of yon mead
I thought the green of spring had spread
But it was just a pretty picture in a poem
That I read
Out of the corner of my eye
I thought I saw a butterfly
But it was only last year’s autumn leaf
Cartwheeling by
© Janet Martin
So pretty
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