Photo by Paweł Czerwiński on Unsplash

A tiny Joy

Watch! How she plays.
Tulip fingers redirecting
this watery bath, the cool
of time passing her by.

Discovering how it lays,
folding over and beside her hands.
The deluge plays back,
“but I can’t hold it — why?”

To witness a child’s joy
over simple things.
Water from a spigot,
on a perfect day full of sky.

She flutters there and back,
landing only for a moment
before a slow breeze and sprinkle
sends her back again, our butterfly.