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