An Ordinary Day
There are days that are just different by their nature – like a day last summer that inspired me to sit down and write a poem… something I rarely do.
It was a strange day. The weather was autumn-like in the middle of July. The sky was so dark and overcast that the sun didn’t shine at all. On top of that, I recall a light drizzle from dawn on.
But what made this day spectacular wasn’t the quirky weather, it was what happened when I took my dog for a walk.
A butterfly started following us. Zeke, a 45-pound Bearded Collie, noticed it right away. He started to watch it, and so did I. The butterfly didn’t care. The beautiful, yellow and black creature flew along with us for at least a minute, weaving in and out, carried by its wings and the currents of air.
And it followed my dog and me so closely that once,