The Cow, the Butterfly, and I

By  Diana Kincannon

Like our neighbor’s gentle cow,
I want a little wander now
and then to any spot wherever,
finding pleasure
in surprising places.

No more time for straight or narrow!
I am become a butterfly,
an all-aflutter jitter-buggy
butter-cuppy butterfly,
dipping, sipping here a sweetness
then another, over there.