Bugs
Here I am with sky and trees
Wondering in the singing breeze
I stand amazed at the huge sun
And marvel at the larger ones
But looking down just at my feet
The smallest miracles I meet
A tiny flower of pure white
A purple Harebell delicate
A fly as glittery as a princes fairy
Glistens as it caches rays
A worm bejeweled and crowned
A dandelion's perfect round
I've never seen an emerald green
But this beautiful bug is all I need