Glimpse

Pink and yellow polka dots,
appear as florescent spots,
shining in the morning dew,
spreading wings to show their hue.

Butterflies make me marvel,
I gape at them and shovel,
petals of roses and mums,
while listening to bees hum.

Enveloped in richest scents,
a glimpse of heaven is lent,
I’m at peace at this moment,
knowing complete enjoyment.