Spring Verse

91-year-old Great Aunt Posy wrote this spring poem for QD:

Bumble Bee
Gorgeous golden bumble bee
you take your work so casually
you go bumbling, bumbling
hour after hour
Is it within your power to
dust only the little garden flowers?

QD Responded:
Auntie, Auntie Aunt of Mine
You take the time to write so fine
I flutter, flit, flibberty gibbet
I should so like to sit a minute
But sit I cannot, yet I know why
I am not a bumble bee. I am a BUTTERFLY!